Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt

Freya blushed silently for a while. In the end, she glared at Ryan. "None of your business."

"Of course, it's my business. I can't leave you to act recklessly out there."

With a smile, Ryan placed his hand on her hand that was holding the steering wheel. Then, he caressed her hand.

After arriving at the night market, Ryan hesitated for a moment before he took off his suit and tie, revealing his blue shirt inside.

"What are you doing?" Freya was puzzled. Ryan pointed at the customers having supper and drinking in the open air. "If I go out in a trim suit, I'll definitely look different among them."

"If anyone asks about you, you can say that you're an insurance agent," Freya said with a grin.

"Do I look like an insurance agent?" Ryan pinched her cheek softly before kissing

her lips.

"Aren't you cold like this?" Freya draped her arms around his neck.

"I won't be cold after some beer."noveldrama

Ryan got out of the car while hugging her. Then, he brought her to the shop he mentioned.

Many people were sitting outside, and the shop's business was brisk. Freya got hungry as soon as the aroma of food wafted past her and she caught sight of the pictures of the food on the wall.

When she was making an order, she looked at the food on the menu and hesitated." What should I do? I feel like eating lobsters, hairy crabs, grilled fish, and kebabs, but I'm sure the two of us can't finish everything.'

She turned her gaze to Ryan, who was pouring them both some warm coffee.

"The lobsters here taste great. You can order some lobsters, grilled fish, and a few kebabs." Ryan suggested calmly, "It's better not to have lobsters and hairy crabs all at once. Our stomachs might not be able to take it. Plus, it's bad to waste food. If you want to eat that, we can come again next time."

"Alright. I'll follow your advice."

Freya nodded obediently. She liked how Ryan could offer her opinions suitably at any time.

Although money was not an issue for him, he would pamper her unconditionally when it came to certain aspects.

"Add two bottles of beer, please," Ryan added.

After the dishes had been served, Freya shelled a lobster. Indeed, it was delicious.

However, she was used to having some beer when she had supper with her good friends.

Her eyes rested on the beer beside Ryan. " Does it taste good?"

"Do you want some?" Ryan raised his brows and poured her a glass of beer.

'But how are we going to drive home if the two of us are drunk?" Freya was slightly concerned.

"We can ask the chauffeur to pick us up or get a driver."

He managed to talk Freya into it. Anyway, a little beer would not make anyone drunk.

However, the more they ate, two bottles of beer were not enough.

Since they had started drinking, Freya thought she might as well order two more bottles.

Ryan helped her to shell crabs and bone the fish.

It was an enjoyable supper.

Freya was not drunk when they finished supper. After all, so little beer was not enough to make her drunk. Nevertheless, she had a little adrenalin rush, and her dark, sparkling eyes were burning.

Ryan sat under the lights. Looking at her red cheeks and plump lips, he felt as though a taut string in his heart had broken.

After paying the bill, he took her into the car. As soon as the door was closed, he pressed on her body and kissed her firmly.