"Chris..."

Freya murmured the name of the person outside the door as if she was hit to stay put. At this moment, she had countless thoughts in her mind-

Should she take Chris away?

Or suggesting Travis to stay in the bathroom and do not come out?

Or simply confessed to Chris, then explained to him that there was nothing between her and Travis?

...

"Where did you go last night?" Chris stayed outside the door and asked coldly.

All the thoughts of Freya were interrupted. She faltered for a long while and finally told half of the truth. "Celebrated with friends..."

How could Chris let her get away with it. So he asked. "Which friend?"

"Just... He Hai, and those people, all in my circle anyway!" Freya raised her chin, "You can't just say they are messy?"

Chris's dark and unclear eyes stared at Freya. He knew that she felt guilty because she didn't mention Travis to him.

"Freya, I can't wear the clothes I wore yesterday," Travis suddenly said, "can you just... hey, Freya, where did you go? Answer me!"

Chris squinted, and Freya was extremely alarmed. She couldn't think of any countermeasures, but two words: It's over.

Chris smiled coldly, "You never dare to mention that Travis had thrown you the celebration party, nor tell me that he was also there just because he stayed in your house last night, right?"

"You knew?" after the shock, Freya quickly calmed down, "Chris, nothing happened between me and Travis. He sent me back last night and he was too sleepy, so he slept in the living room. I wasn't aware of that until this morning. I was... drunk last night, and I was afraid that you would be angry if I told you that the party was held by Travis. Also, I didn't know it either before the party."

For the first time, she spent so much effort to explain to someone, but Chris just smiled in a colder way.

"What do you mean?" Freya couldn't stand it, "I officially debuted yesterday and I took photos for all day. You didn't say anything and didn't allow me to celebrate with others? Someone I only met once even congratulated me and you didn't even give a call!"

Didn't even give a call? The calls he made yesterday were transferred to outer space?

Chris pushed Freya away and went into the house. He found her mobile phone to look at it, and there was indeed no record of his missed calls.

He asked Freya in a gloomy voice, "Did you tell the security guard yesterday that people couldn't get into the bar and find you without an invitation?"

Freya was totally confused. "What invitation? Did you go to the bar?"

The party was hosted by Travis. If it wasn't Freya, who was the protagonist, told the security guards to act that way, it could only be Travis who paid the money.

Thinking about what happened before and after, it was not difficult for Chris to know that it was Travis's masterpiece that his call record disappeared out of nowhere.

He did not answer Freya, pushed her away directly and went into the room.

Freya had never seen Chris looked like this. He always cared about his image and was always a gentleman, but now his handsome face went serious, which made people terrified that something would happen.

"Chris!" Freya followed him closely and had to hold his hand since she couldn't stop him by calling his name. "Can we go?"

At this time, Travis came out of the bathroom and he didn't look surprised when he saw Chris. "Hey, there is a guest?"

Freya now felt bad, Chris had already got rid of her hand and punched Travis on the face.

It was also unexpected to Travis. He knew Chris too well that if he got physical with someone, then he must feel furious.

The bathroom floor was slippery, and Travis did not respond in time so he staggered backwards until he hit the washstand to stand still.

He wiped the blood from his lips. "Chris, you want to fight?"

Chris gently smiled, and the bitter coldness spread out from his eyes. "Why, you dare not?"

Travis was the wealthy of the wealthy and people only flattered him. He had never had such provocation before. Since he was at the age of being hot-blooded, fighting was the choice his brain could make without thinking.

Travis waved his fist out of the bathroom and came off like a wolf from the grassland. Chris was always calm to avoid his fist and resolutely fought back.

This time Travis learned to be smart and dodged flexibly, but was still caught under the control of Chris. He tried to break back and counterattack, so they kept hitting the door, the wall, and knocked down a pile of things like a wolf and a tiger. It took Freya a long time to realize what was happening.

"Stop!" There were men who had fought for Freya, but she could never imagine that these two men could be so vulgar and violent, so she went completely angry, "Shit, I bought that vase in the UK and it cost me a lot! Stop!"

It was said that in the primitive tribes thousands of years ago, men used fighting to compete for spouses, and admirable women were always winners.

Therefore, Freya's roar did not play any role, Chris got hurt, and Travis's situation was more serious. But the atmosphere between them was like a tight string, no one intended to stop first.

"Chris!" Freya had to shout, "Stop!"

Chris ignored her so she bit her teeth and rushed to hold Travis. Chris had to stop and withdrew all the strength with his eyes went dark.

"Travis!" Freya looked at Travis like she was almost pleading, "Just go. Otherwise, you will be hurt." She was more aware than Joanne of Chris's power in close combat. Travis was definitely no match for him.

At this time, Chris smiled coldly, "Freya, very good."

He turned and left her home.

She was about to say something to explain and ask him to stay, but she just didn't.

She let go of Travis, and suddenly felt that her brain was stuffed with a mess. She couldn't sort out anything right now so she said to Travis, "You can go now, I want to be alone."

Travis had nothing to say, so he turned and left. When he arrived at the door, he was suddenly stopped by Freya. She asked. "Chris had been to the bar yesterday, did you know that?"

"..." Travis did not answer for a long time.

Freya had already guessed the answer. It is no wonder that Chris suddenly became angry and started to fight with Travis. She was puzzled and asked. "Travis, why are you doing this?"

"He could only kill the vibe if he was there." Travis said, "Yesterday is a memorable day for you. I hoped that you could have a good time."

"Would I be drunk if I was happy?" Freya wanted to say something, but in the end, she just repeated the three words. "You can leave."

For her, feeling happy was not celebrating with a group of unfamiliar people, but being together with the one she wanted to share it with.

She could have that, if she listened to Chris, and stopped hanging with Travis and those people. She just messed it up by herself in the end.

She took out her cell phone and called Chris. It rang a little time after the connection. The computer female voice informed her that the call she made was temporarily unavailable.

Chris hanged her up.

"Petty." Freya poked the name of Chris on the screen to express her dissatisfaction. Then he threw away the phone and thought about it, decided to go to him when he was not that angry.

She assumed that he must feel better until the afternoon, so she drove to the Everbridge Group and smoothly entered Chris's office, but was told that Chris went to the airport.

"Airport?" Freya was surprised and curious, "Why did he go to the airport?"

"Didn't Boss Scott tell you?" Ada said, "He is going to Japan for a business trip for about four days. Oh, he should have been there yesterday, but he said he had something planned in the evening, so he asked us to postpone the schedule until today."

He set aside the time last night?

In fact, Freya knew the purpose of Chris, she just... couldn't believe it.

"What did he do last night?" She asked the secretary.

"Had no clue," the secretary said, "but Boss Scott asked me to make an appointment at Monjelli Restaurant, but it seemed to have been canceled."

This time, Freya finally was sure that Chris wanted to celebrate with her.

But she could only blame herself.

What should she do now? He flew to Japan, was she going to stage the drama of a girl chasing after a man at the airport? Shit, wasn't it usually the men who should be chasing, so it could be touching enough.

But she eventually gave up the thought as soon as she learned that Chris's flight had taken off.

So she decided to make an official apology to Chris when he got back.

On the way back, Freya called Joanne. "Are you available tonight?"

"Yes," Joanne said, "Brian has some social engagement at night, so I'll go back home alone."

Freya smiled. "Don't go back, go straight to Monjelli Restaurant after work, my treat! I have something to tell you."

"Okay. See you in the afternoon."

After work, Joanne asked Winston to send her directly to the restaurant. Freya had already ordered the dishes.

She put down the purse, "What is the good news to tell me? Vogue wants you to be their signed model?"

"I haven't won this yet." Freya held her chin in her hands and pretended to be mysterious for a while. She then told Joanne all about what happened between her and Chris.

Joanne sighed after felt surprised. "My brother was so quick. What are you going to do now? Go to Japan?"

Freya drank the soup, "I wanted to go, but I can't, there is training in the company on tomorrow and the day after that."

"You go," Joanne said, "I'll tell Brian about that for you."

"Woah woah woah," Freya smiled very ambiguously, "it's not this easy for you to ask help from Brian before. To tell the truth, where are you with him?"

Joanne cut the grilled steak in the plate. "Where can we be when we still live separately now?"

Freya was disappointed. "Didn't you look like you have fully prepared to it when you bought the pajamas last time? You didn't wear it... after that?"

"Why would I wear it? To show it to myself?" Joanne dropped the knife and fork in depression, "We have been going to work and home together, and go to see his mother on weekends. We are like a couple, but sometimes we seemed not. I don't know how to make sure about the relationship with him. Because sometimes I think he really cares about me, but sometimes I feel that it was only an obligation of his, or just because his mother asked him to be good to me."

"People like Brian could just give you a lot of money every month to let you blow if he just wanted to fulfill the obligation of a husband and cares nothing about you. He didn't really have to do anything for you," Freya said after thinking about it, "I think, he really cares about you. Maybe you should... take the initiative?"

Joanne looked at Freya in a loathly way. "Why did you say the exact same thing as my brother said?"

In this regard, Freya said, "This is called connection."

Looking at the smile on Freya's face, Joanne felt so good. Since she and Chris finally had something happened.

But she and Brian... she didn't dare to think about it.