You Are My Mr Right

Elijah’s entrance into the room was slightly halted, then he walked to the bed, although Freya hadn’t drunk much, Elijah still smelled a faint hint of alcohol.

Furrowing his brows, he asked, “Drinking?”

Freya sat up, proactively hugging his waist, her face against his abdominal muscles, “Hmm, just a little.”

She coquettishly complained, looking half-asleep, her eyes misty, “Are you mad at me?”

At first, Elijah was indeed a little upset.

She could sacrifice herself for friends, but she couldn’t ignore family.

After being away for so long, wouldn’t she miss home?

Wasn’t home important to her?

But when he received a call from the butler at the airport, saying she had returned, he was somewhat surprised.

Why did she suddenly return?

There still lingered doubts in his mind.

Although he terminated his business trip upon receiving the call, he did not return but went straight to the company, leaving the business matters for Xander to handle.

While he worked at the office, his emotions remained unsettled.

It was as if he was holding back, unwilling to compromise.

But when he received a message from her, saying “I miss you,” all discontent vanished in an instant.

Freya, still not fully awake, complained and coquetted, “I wanted to surprise you, didn’t expect you were on a business trip.”

Elijah ruffled her hair, “If you don’t inform me in advance, how would I know you were back? I might be busy with work, and your surprise would turn into a shock, wouldn’t it?”

Freya said, “You don’t understand romance at all, you’re so boring…”

Elijah pinched her chin, lifting it, “I’m boring?”

Her eyes filled with haze, she nodded with a faint murmur, “Hmm…”

She was pressed down onto the bed.

His heavy body covered hers, filled with an aggressive aura!

A deep and sensual husky voice sounded near her ear, “Missed me?”

She raised her hand to caress his neck, softly humming, “Hmm…”Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

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She was engulfed by giant waves, floating and sinking in the endless sea, sometimes low tides surged, sometimes giant waves rolled, she was powerless to resist, allowing the sea to engulf her!

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Waking up in the early morning, a ray of sunlight seeped through the curtains, falling on the white bedsheets with faint patterns, she squinted, seeing the handsome face in front of her, she tugged at her lips!

She snuggled into his embrace, “What time is it?”

“Nine o’clock,” a deep voice sounded above her.

Freya became more awake, “So late?”

She sat up.

The sheet slipped, revealing her white and delicate body.

Elijah brushed her disheveled hair, his finger grazing her nape, then pulling her into his arms, “If you’re tired, go back to sleep.”

Freya leaned against his warm body, shaking her head, “I have to get up, it’s not just the two of us at home.”

The house here was large, and the bedroom they stayed in was quiet, like a separate space.

But she still felt embarrassed about sleeping in.

After all, others would know.

She and Elijah hadn’t seen each other in a long time, even if they messed around, it was normal.

It was embarrassing precisely because everyone knew.

“You get up, I’ll take you out, we can use the back door so no one sees you woke up late, a bit later, we can come back from outside and tell the family we went out early in the morning,” Elijah said.

Freya asked, “Where can we go out?”

After pondering for a while, he replied seriously, “To a hotel?”

Freya, “…”

She scolded him, “Shameless!”