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After taking a bite, Freya realized that it was absolutely delicious. “Ryan, I think you’re amazing at finding such
delicious restaurants. The hotpot soup base last time was tasty too…”
“I grew up in Canberra. No one is more familiar with Canberra than I am. If you like, we can meet up for meals
frequently when we have time, ” Ryan said with a smile. “The official residence’s meals are fine. However, I feel
tense and tired whenever I look at my dad’s face during mealtimes with him because it’s so stern.”
Freya burst out laughing. “You’re exaggerating. ”
Actually, she agreed with what Ryan said. She was always cautious whenever she had meals with Prime Minister
Snow.
“Don’t you feel it too?” Ryan countered playfully, “ Every time you eat, you’re embarrassed to get more of the food
that you like when their positions were rotated farther away from you.”
Freya gazed at the observant man beside her. She was astonished. “How… How do you know that? ”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I also know that you like to eat fish, tomatoes, and pies.”
Ryan served her some food. All the food he got her was what he just mentioned—fish and chips, tomato soup, and
meat pie.
Freya was at a loss for words for some time.
At that moment, she realized Ryan had ordered her favorite dishes. He knew her so well…
How could it be?
She was not a picky eater during meals in the official residence, yet he noticed everything.
Thinking closely, her favorite dishes would somehow always end up in front of her as she ate whenever Ryan was at
the official residence.
Freya thought it was a coincidence, but it turned out that it was not.
“Ryan, why are you being so nice to me?” Freya stuttered. She turned her head to look at the man beside her.
Both of them were sitting side by side as they had to take care of Dani. She could clearly see the man’s thick
eyelashes and clear eyes.
“How many times have you asked me that question?”
Ryan found it funny. “Is it just because I remember what food you like?”
Freya pouted. “I usually never pay attention to what you like to eat.”
“Why would you have to pay attention to other people?” There was no hint of angriness in Ryan’s dark eyes.
Freya was taken aback. “You’re not just other people. I mean— ”
“You’re not an attentive person from the start.” Ryan interrupted her. “ Besides, I’m not the man who’s in your
heart. This is normal.”
It was as if Freya’s mind was stuck. Was that normal?
Or was that not normal? Did Ryan’s words mean that he remembered these things about her because he placed
her in his heart?
No, no. Did Ryan not like guys? “I’m different from you.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRyan held the teacup and drank a sip of tea. His tone was nonchalant. “I’ve been attending all sorts of dinners with
my dad since I turned 14 years old. My dad wasn’t destined to be the prime minister from the start. There were
many more people with
higher positions above him. Therefore, I always had to pay attention to what that secretary liked to eat, what that
secretary’s daughter liked to eat, or what food that councilor hated. Although it was just a meal, those people were
very careful. I could only observe them through their gazes and details. For example, which leader had taken
another serving of a dish and which leader did not even take another spoon of it.”
Freya finally understood. She felt bad for Ryan.
She recalled what she did when she was 14 years old. Her life was free of worries.
She said with a soft voice, “You can do that during your social engagements, but you don’t have to be like that with
me.”
“I know, but sometimes it’s second nature.”
Ryan smiled and said, “ I even have to remember the favorite food of each elder during meals in the Snow family’s
manor, let alone the dinners outside. The elders of the family will have a higher opinion of you if you did better. ”
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