Fiction Made Me His Wife (Freya and Louis) novel Chapter 168

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Chapter 167 Too Sour for Trust

Chapter 167 Too Sour for Trust

Louis shifted his gaze away from the computer screen and saw Freya pressing her lips together, her eyes fixed on the potato chip he had just taken. The way she looked at it so longingly lifted his mood instantly.

After finishing one chip, he reached for another, then another, grabbing four or five in a row before mercifully sparing the rest.

Freya’s lips were practically sticking out in a pout. That was her favorite flavor!

Louis had clearly been snacking too; he just hadn’t let her eat any earlier. It probably wasn’t about rules–it was more likely that he had to resist the temptation himself and didn’t want her luring him in.

After the chips, he went for the jelly cups. This time, before Freya could even pretend to offer one politely, Louis had already helped himself, picking two different flavors out of the bag.

Freya stared blankly as he pulled them out, peeled one open, and popped it into his mouth. He was even stealing my jelly now? Two–faced liar, men really are all the same.

Louis ignored the look she was giving him, but his mood stayed light.

Once the movie ended, Freya silently swore she was never watching one with Louis again. Back when she used to watch movies with Aiden, sharing snacks never felt like a big deal; Aiden was a kid, and she’d always buy extra. But Louis wasn’t a kid, and she hadn’t bought that many this time!

Thankfully, after the movie, Louis finally went off to his bedroom. Freya quickly closed the browser and opened her document to get back to writing.

The next evening, Louis came home pretty early. Freya was working on her draft while sucking on a lollipop. When she heard the door open, she glanced at the time–only 6.30.

Louis walked in, went to wash his hands, then came out and settled on the sofa. He turned slightly to read the novel Freya was writing. He’d clearly seen it just now–when he walked in, she had tried to quietly stash the lollipop into the little drawer in the coffee table.

“No peeking.” Freya reached out to block the screen and quickly minimized the document, not forgetting to speak up in protest. But with the lollipop in her mouth, her words came out muffled and unclear.

Louis reached over and pulled the lollipop out of her mouth. Freya’s lips formed a surprised

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Chapter 167 Too Sour for Trust

“O” shape. He patted her head. “I couldn’t understand you with that in your mouth. What did you just say?”

“Nothing important.” The document was closed anyway.

Then Louis stuck the lollipop right back into her mouth and tipped his chin toward the screen. “Keep writing.” He grabbed a tangerine from the fruit plate and began peeling it.

No way she was going to write now. This part of the story was way too embarrassing. Freya stayed still and just watched him peel the fruit.

Louis sighed inwardly. She loves tangerines and yet is too lazy to peel them herself. I’ve never met a girl like this.

As he finished peeling the tangerine, he split it in half and handed a portion to her. Freya, thinking he might ask her to get back to writing, took it and just held onto it. But then Louis reached over again and pulled the lollipop from her mouth.

“Eat the tangerine first.”

He stood there holding the candy, watching her, waiting.

Freya didn’t know what his deal was. Why was he so obsessed with getting me to eat tangerines?

With no other choice, she peeled off a segment and popped it into her mouth, only to feel a sharp jolt in her teeth from the sourness.

“That’s so sour. It’s killing me,” she groaned.

Her whole face scrunched up from the tartness. Freya looked at Louis, full of complaint. She hadn’t done anything to deserve this kind of punishment.

“Sour?” Louis somehow managed to hold the lollipop while pulling off a slice of tangerine for himself. He chewed thoughtfully. “Not that sour.”

“It is that sour!” Freya insisted. “Why don’t you eat it then?” He had just said it wasn’t sour, hadn’t he?

Louis glanced at her. “You just had candy. That’s why it tastes sour. Wait a little.”

Oh. Right. Freya instantly realized she had misunderstood him. But still, what was up with his tangerine obsession? So weird.

“Are you watching another movie tonight?”

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