Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt

The rainwater pattered against the window.

Freya's mind was in a mess.

By the time the rain stopped, she was sober. Only after she caught sight of the rain marks did she realize that it had rained just now.

"Do you want to shower together..."

Ryan hugged her from behind. The satisfied man sounded a lot deeper and hoarser.

"...Nope."

Freya got a fright. She was tired and a little sleepy at first, but his sentence had startled her awake.

Ryan let out a deep laugh, and his chest shook her. "Why are you acting like a stranger?"

"I... I'm not used to it."

Freya slipped out of his embrace and picked up a shirt from the floor, only to find that the shirt belonged to him.

She put it on her body and sneaked into the bathroom.

When the soft water fell on her body, she recovered from her musings.

She actually did it with Ryan.

He was her ex-husband's cousin and her so -called brother.

The outsiders must think that this was absurd.

However, at the thought of everything that happened just now, she did not regret

it.

She had been together with Patrick for several years. Yet because of Linda's presence, her relationship with Patrick could not progress eventually.

When she got together with Rodney later, she married him, thinking they had a child together anyway. If the two of them wanted to be together forever, some things were inevitable.noveldrama

Only her romantic relationship with Ryan came naturally.

She was willing to sacrifice herself only because she loved him.

Besides that, she could really tell that it was Ryan's first time just now. Although he was intelligent, he was very pure.

She was a little sympathetic toward him. In the dead of night, the only thing she regretted was not meeting him at the right time.

He had given her the most important thing, yet she had not.

"Freya, I've put your clothes at the door. Also, I've prepared a pink towel for you, and it's in the wardrobe."

Ryan's voice sounded from outside.

She opened the wardrobe and saw the towel.

She sighed at how thoughtful he was. At the same time, she sighed at his thoughtfulness and warmth.

By the time Freya got changed and went out, Ryan was already neatly dressed. From his elegant look, no one would be able to imagine that an hour ago, he was just...

Freya's face turned slightly red. She could not bring herself to think about it. "Aren't you going to shower?"

"Forget it. I'll shower when I'm home. It's 3:0 0 a m. now." Ryan fixed his eyes on her. "Are you okay? If you're tired and sleepy, you might as well..."

"Let's go back. If we don't head home after supper, the news will certainly reach your parents' ears."

Freya shook her head. Despite her fatigue, her rationality finally recovered at that moment.

When they were about to leave, Freya placed her hand on the doorknob. All of a sudden, Ryan clasped her in his arms from behind.

"Freya, I love you. Thank you. I'll definitely cherish you."

That sentence made her eyes turn red.

She turned around and hugged him back." You can't abandon me in the future. Only I can do that to you."

"Alright. I promise you that I'll never be the one who leaves first." Ryan caressed her hair. "Of course, I hope that none of us will leave. I'm serious about our relationship, and I want to be with you forever. But I know you don't have that in mind yet, nor are you ready for it. Having said that, I'll be waiting for you." "Thanks, Ryan."

Not knowing what else to say, Freya hugged him tightly.

He knew full well that she was insecure. He understood her fear and everything.

On that night, there was a drastic change in their relationship.

In the past, their relationship was mentally built. Now, it involved physical intimacy as well.