Chapter 393 Just Gratitude, or Something More?
Chapter 393 Just Gratitude, or Something More?
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Even if there was some fleeting spark right now, even if they were still in that exciting honeymoon phase, it wouldn’t last. Sooner or later, the thrill would fade. And when it did? There’d be no way they’d keep clinging to each other every day. Things would cool off eventually–wasn’t that inevitable?
“What kind of person is Mr. Graham’s wife?” George finally cut to the real point.
Sophia never would’ve guessed George might actually be interested in Freya–who was already married. She figured he was just curious what kind of woman Louis had fallen for, and immediately perked up.
“Freya’s a pretty simple person,” Sophia said, shifting into a thoughtful tone. “She doesn’t overthink things. But she’s smart–sharp, even. Gets things right away. She can be a bit of an ostrich sometimes, though. Hides from reality, boxes herself in emotionally. I think that’s part of why she didn’t divorce Mr. Graham back then–she just didn’t want her life to change too drastically. But she’s also very kindhearted.”
She subtly painted Freya’s personality to resemble her own a little more, then sighed softly.
“A girl like Freya is really meant to be pampered. She doesn’t have much of a drive when it comes to career stuff. Her life’s pretty low–key. She’s happy just writing novels and shopping here and there. Mr. Graham seems to really like her that way, too.”
George narrowed his eyes. So that’s what she was like? That actually lined up perfectly with his tastes.
“Girls should be spoiled,” George said. “Do whatever they enjoy, and if they don’t enjoy something, just take a break. It’s a man’s job to make money. Girls should just be happy and beautiful.”
Good thing Freya wasn’t around to hear that nonsense–she’d probably spray him in the face with perfume. Just play around? She was dead serious about writing, and her career was a real one, thank you very much.
One of the things Freya appreciated most about Louis was that he respected her work. He never once asked her to quit, never tried to interfere. Even when Kendrick helped her, it was only with minor stuff. Louis never used his power to hand her favors.
Take Mr. Daniel, for example–everyone knew he was a big deal, but Louis never pulled strings to get her in with him. He firmly believed she could make it on her own.
That was real respect: he wouldn’t let her get bullied, but he never doubted her ability eithe
Unaware of the conversation unfolding behind her back, Freya was happily digging into her meal at last. The Ruby family had put in real effort, and the food spoke for itself. Even better, Louis was peeling her shrimp and crab for her, which only made her enjoy it more.
At this point, the curious stares had mostly faded. People had stopped treating Louis and Freya like some kind of odd spectacle. Louis had surprised everyone tonight–so much that a few folks were starting to wonder if falling in love really could transform a person.
But no one had answers. All they could see was that the Louis in front of Freya wasn’t the one they knew.
Like a celestial being playing mortal, he had turned into a completely down–to–earth husband. He wasn’t just doting–he was peeling fruit, peeling shrimp, doing all the little things a regular man might do for his wife. At first it was shocking, but after a while, the novelty wore off. Still, Louis made even the ordinary
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look beautiful.
“Alright, alright, you don’t have to keep peeling for me. I’ve already eaten a ton. You haven’t touched anything. Hurry up and eat.” Freya finally had to stop him.
Sure, being pampered by the man you loved was nice, but why did it feel like Louis genuinely found joy in feeding her?
Louis reluctantly stopped.
Feeding Freya really was fun. Her soft little cheeks would puff up when she chewed, like a chipmunk, and when she bit into something she liked, her eyes sparkled like stars. She was just… adorable.
Before long, Adeline and her crowd came over with wine in hand.
Freya found the whole Ruby family a bit amusing, honestly. This was supposed to be a birthday banquet, but it had the flair of a full–on wedding reception. Not that it mattered–the food was great either way.
“Hey, cutie, how’s the food?” Adeline swept in like a breeze, all flair and charm, and headed straight toward Freya.
But before she could reach her, Louis had already stood and shifted his body just enough to block Freya protectively, lifting his wine glass.
“Ms. Adeline. Mr. Ruby.”
Adeline let out a laugh, covering her mouth with her hand. “Mr. Graham, you’re really guarding her that closely? Don’t worry, I’m not trying to steal your girl.”
Louis’s face stayed cold. “You must be joking, Ms. Adeline. Freya doesn’t play the kinds of games you so I’m not worried.”
