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Over the years, her fiercely independent spirit had softened, and if she weren't so stubborn, Ellis’s care might've
turned her into a total softie.
He remembered her cycle, nudging her when she forgot. Her clothes, her jewelry—he’d often pick them out.
Even her work—he’d lend a hand when she needed it.
The feeling of being cherished was like a warm blanket, hard to resist. At first, she fought to stay independent,
but his genuine love pulled her in. Luckily, she hadn't lost the skills and strength she’d built growing up.
“What's going on in that head of yours?” Ellis murmured, pinching the soft skin at Freya's waist with a playful
squeeze. She'd lost a bit of weight lately—he thought she could stand to gain sback. “You've gone
completely silent on me.”
Freya turned her gaze to the ceiling, her voice soft but unflinchingly honest. “I was just thinking... what if one
day, you decide you want a divorce?”
Even now, she couldn't quite understand what had drawn Ellis to her in the first place.
Deep down, she always felt that a man like him—with his quiet intensity, cool confidence, and razor-sharp edge
—was never meant for someone like her.
“Do you want to divorce me?” His grip tightened slightly, more out of surprise than anything.
“No,” she said quickly, almost flustered, then exhaled and confessed, “I just... I've changed. Haven't you
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Ellis gave a snort of amusement. “If your version of ‘lazy’ were ever made public, people would accuse you of
humble-bragging.”
She was up before sunrise for a run. She never missed a workout.
When Alan and Melvin were swamped, she ran two companies without blinking. And when she had downtime?
She devoured new subjects to explore the areas she wasn’t familiar with.
Sure, she watched a movie now and then—maybe indulged in a slice of cake or a spontaneous night out—but
that hardly made her soft.
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Lazy wasn’t the word Ellis would use.
“Of all the things you could be worried about,” he said, eyes crinkling with that familiar teasing glint, “me
divorcing you shouldn’t even make the list. Without you, where would | find a ‘sugar mommy’ this perfect?”
A wave of heat rushed to Freya's cheeks, and she glanced away, mortified but amused. Every the said that,
she felt... off. Teased, cherished, flustered—all at once.
“I'm broke now, remember?” Ellis added with a lopsided grin. He had long since handed over control of his
finances to her. “Besides you, who else would letfreeload for a lifetime?”
“Oh, stop.” She gave him a light shove, her cheeks still burning. “With a face like yours, there'd be a line around
the block.”
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