Elijah lifted his gaze, staring at her for a few seconds, “You’ll know in time.”
Freya furrowed her brows, “You’re being so mysterious, you’ve piqued my curiosity.”
“Come here.” Elijah set down his fork, leaning back slightly.
Freya hesitated for a moment, then got up from her seat and walked around the table to his side.
Elijah took her hand.
Freya sat on his lap.
Elijah wrapped his arm around her waist, “When did you learn French?”
“During school.” Freya replied.
Elijah looked at her with admiration in his eyes.
Freya rested her head on his shoulder, “It seems my father was right.”
Even though Leo disregarded her wishes and even coerced her into doing things she didn’t love using threats.
But the fact remained.
Standing beside a successful man required more than beauty alone.
Even without a comparable power, one needed a certain level of cultivation and knowledge.
She suddenly wished Leo were still alive.
To see her truly with Elijah.
He would have been so happy.
“What are you thinking?” Elijah asked as he noticed her drifting off.
Freya shook her head, “Nothing, just nothing.”
She quickly adjusted her mood, picked up a shrimp, chewed slowly, savoring its freshness and tenderness. She then picked up another piece and offered it to Elijah, “Try this, it’s delicious.”
Elijah leaned in close to her ear, “You’re feeding me.”
Freya blinked, she was indeed feeding him!
She innocently asked, “Aren’t I feeding you?”
Elijah’s eyes filled with amusement, “I’m teaching you.”
He bit into the shrimp and then, mouth to mouth, fed it to Freya.
She blushed a bit, pretending to be calm, “It’s all your saliva.”
Elijah chuckled lightly.
“Um, are we leaving tomorrow?” she deliberately changed the topic.
Elijah answered, “I’ve arranged for Xander to be ready, we’ll rest for the night and head to Country M tomorrow, then directly return.”
Freya nodded, “Okay.”
She got up, but Elijah wrapped his arms around her, “Let me hold you.”
Freya tried to escape, “I don’t want to.”
She entered the room first, followed by Elijah, who held her in his arms as they lay down on the soft bed.
“Freya.”
Elijah suddenly called her in a serious tone.
Freya looked up, “Yes?”
Elijah embraced her, “I’ve been really happy being here with you this time.”
It was just a pity that time was too short.
There was no way to extend their stay.
Freya rested her head on his arm, snuggling in his embrace, “Me too.”
…
After getting off the plane, they went straight to the Gu family.
They had come to Country M to visit Sacha without informing Eric Lowe beforehand.
So when Eric Lowe saw the two of them at the door, he was momentarily surprised.
Freya spoke first, “I and Elijah went to F Country for some matters and decided to visit Sacha on the way. How is she doing?”
“Oh, come in.” Eric Lowe regained his composure and ushered them inside.
Whenever Sacha was mentioned, Eric Lowe couldn’t help but sigh, “The situation isn’t great. She puts on a facade of normalcy in front of me, but I know she cries in secret often.”
“Please, have a seat.” Eric Lowe gestured for them to sit.
Freya asked, “Where is she? Can I go see her?”
“She’s upstairs. Seeing you might make her happy. Go on up.” Eric Lowe replied.
Freya followed the servant upstairs.
The door to the room opened.
She saw Sacha curled up on the sofa.
She had lost a lot of weight.
“Sacha.” Freya walked in.
Sacha lifted her head and glanced in Freya’s direction.