Upon hearing that, Nathan and Ryan went silent.
After a long while, Nathan said resignedly in a low voice, “Let’s do as your mom said. I’ll talk to your
uncle about this. I think they’ll agree to this. Your aunt said that it’s enough as long as Rodney is alive.”
Ryan did not say anything else. He simply sighed and felt a heaviness in his heart.
Being a bad guy was fine, but a person had to have limits.
Rodney was so bad to the extent that he had no limits. Therefore, he was fated to end up miserable.
….
5:00 p.m.
Ryan drove his car to look for Freya.
He could finally enter her place openly with the identity of her boyfriend.
He even bought a beautiful bouquet on the way.
When he arrived at the Lynch family’s courtyard, Freya, who had been waiting for the whole day,
opened the door and ran out as soon as she heard the sound of a car.
He held a pretty bouquet with pink, white, and yellow-colored flowers in his hands.
He had such young and fresh features that it would not be an exaggeration to think that he had just
graduated from university.
When Freya looked at him, her heart felt so sweet as if she had eaten honey.
This was her official boyfriend. It was different from before. They had announced their relationship now,
and everyone supported them.
Comments stating that they made a good couple were all over the internet.
Freya’s face was reflected in Ryan’s gentle gaze. She wore a pink lounge set with her hair tied up in a
cute bun. Her small face was blushing. Her nose was dainty, and her pretty, big eyes were gleaming
brightly.
This was the woman he loved.
From that day onward, he would make their relationship work.
Ryan knew that everything did not come easily.
He took solemn steps and walked over with the flowers in his hands. There was a gentle smile on his
handsome face. “Have you been waiting for me for a long time?”
“Who waited for you for a long time? I’ve been looking at my phone the whole day. My day was
fulfilling.”
Freya rolled her eyes at him pridefully.
Ryan smiled and placed the flowers in her hands. “This is for you.”
Freya avoided his scalding gaze. She lowered her head and took a whiff of the flowers.
It was fragrant. The fragrance reached her heart.
“Ryan, you came. Quick, come in. Don’t just stand at the door.”
Mrs. Lynch’s voice rang from the inside all of a sudden.
Ryan entered in a hurry.
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