She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 986:

Her gaze lingered on him, her tone steady and unyielding. “Move in with me. Let’s live together.”

Living side by side could reveal whether they were truly compatible.

After all, love alone wasn’t enough to make a marriage last.

Ellis’s gaze turned stormy. He answered with a low, steady refusal.

“That’s not necessary.”

“Why not?” she queried, unable to read his sudden reserve.

His voice dropped, frank and unfiltered. “I’m still a man with instincts, Freya. If we lived under the same roof, I can’t promise I’d always control myself.”

He’d never been bothered by desire before—always calm, always detached. But with Freya, every brush of her lips, every stolen kiss, chipped away at his restraint.noveldrama

Sharing a home could be more temptation than even he could handle.

Freya went quiet, understanding immediately.

Ellis’s question cut through the silence. “Why do you want us to live together?”

Freya didn’t hesitate. “I just want to know if we’re actually compatible,” she replied, her tone honest and unguarded. “It’s better to find out now than wait until we’re already married.”

She didn’t want to go through a divorce again. What she longed for was a real, lasting relationship—one built on certainty, not regret.

He spoke her name, drawing her gaze.

She answered softly, “Yes?”

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“Trust us,” he murmured, his eyes warm with quiet confidence. “We’ll have a happy marriage. I promise.”

She pressed her lips together, uncertainty flickering in her eyes. “If you’re truly anxious about it, I can move in with you instead,” he offered, his words gentle.

But Freya shook her head before he finished. “That’s not necessary.” A small, teasing smile tugged at his lips. “Weren’t you the one who wanted this?”

Freya tried to scramble for an excuse. “You’re the one who turned me down, remember?” She suddenly realized how impulsive her earlier request had been and quickly tried to change the subject. “It’s late. You should go.”

But Ellis stayed right where he was, making no move to leave. Freya hesitated, thrown off by his stillness. What on earth was happening?

Spotting her sweetly puzzled look, he spoke with a warm glow in his chest. “You still want an answer, don’t you?”

She blinked in confusion, genuinely lost. “Answer to what?” Did she ask something? She couldn’t bring it to mind.

He watched her confusion with quiet fondness, a hint of amusement in his eyes. “You wanted to know something about the watch you swapped last time.”

She still couldn’t piece it together.

Instead of explaining, he simply urged her to wash off the day and drift to sleep.

While soaking in the bath, Freya recalled that the question she had already asked today—when Ellis started liking her—still went unanswered.

Could it have anything to do with his watch?

No matter how she tried to piece it together, nothing surfaced. The more she racked her brain, the further the answer slipped from reach. Ellis, meanwhile, lounged in his own room, already anticipating that Freya wouldn’t figure it out.

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