She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 988:

This restlessness was new. He’d never struggled to drift off like this before.

Just as he reached for his phone to scroll for more proposal ideas, a notification lit up the screen. It was a message in his new group chat.

Frederick had sent it.

“Wednesday is Freya’s birthday,” Frederick wrote. “Where are we celebrating?”

Ellis paused, typing a single question mark in response, his curiosity piqued.

Frederick seemed shocked, replying, “You’re still awake at this hour?” Then he added, “Wait, you didn’t know Wednesday’s her birthday?”

“I know,” Ellis shot back.

As Freya’s boyfriend, how could he not?

He’d already planned a special evening for her, complete with a gift he’d been preparing for ages. He was sure she’d love it.

Ellis clarified, “You guys can hang out during the day. I’ve got evening plans with her.”

Moss chimed in, “What kind of plans?”

Greta jumped in next, her tone playful. “What do you think happens at night?”

Fred replied, “Oh, I get it.”noveldrama

Cade echoed, “Yeah, me too.” Ellis raised an eyebrow as the chat grew livelier. Out of seven people in the group, five stayed up late.

Only Trent and Riley seemed to keep a normal sleep schedule.

Reading their teasing messages, Ellis typed, “Do you all get it?”

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The group answered with a unified “Yes,” clearly enjoying the banter. “Need some harsh training at the base to understand it better?” Ellis wrote, his words carrying a playful edge.

Even through text, his tone felt like a warning.

One by one, the group claimed exhaustion and logged off, but not before agreeing that Ellis would handle Freya’s birthday plans. What if their daytime plans overlapped with his evening surprise? The thought suddenly nagged at Ellis.

The drive from the city center to the spot where he’d stashed Freya’s gift was over an hour, maybe longer with traffic.

Freya loved her friends, though, and would want them there for her birthday.

Ellis mulled it over, realizing no solution was perfect.

But then, an idea sparked, and it felt just right.

With his mind settled, he finally drifted off to sleep, a faint smile lingering.

The next morning, Freya woke up bright and early, full of energy. Ellis, true to his internal clock, woke at his usual time, but the late night left him a bit groggy, his head spinning slightly.

Over breakfast, Freya noticed his tired eyes.

She’d been thinking about something all night and decided to speak up. “What if we moved somewhere new?”

“Why?” he asked, curious.

“I have a villa near the company,” Freya said. “We could live there and hire help for cooking and cleaning.”

Ellis paused, his voice rough from lack of sleep. “You don’t like my cooking?”

“I love it,” Freya said quickly, “but you’re so busy. I don’t want you wearing yourself out.”

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