Fiction Made Me His Wife (Freya and Louis) novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3 First Meeting

Chapter 3 First Meeting

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The owner of those eyes looked at Freya expressionlessly, his gaze sweeping across the room unintentionally. A flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes before his attention returned to Freya.

At the same time, Freya took in the man before her. He was extraordinarily handsome, living up to the lavish praise the author had used to describe him. However, his striking appearance was overshadowed by his aura. For the first time, Freya understood how someone could resemble an ancient nobleman, someone who could effortlessly transform into a dashing swordsman with a sword, a commanding general on the battlefield, or a dignified scholar with a book in hand, making others feel ashamed of their own inadequacies.

Unconsciously gripping the fork in her hand, Freya felt a wave of nervousness. She was an imposter, after all.

Is it possible that someone like him wouldn’t notice something’s off about his wife?

His eyes seemed as though they could see through everything.

“Did you hire a cleaner? Do you still have enough money?” His voice was like the clinking of jade, carrying a hint of husky magnetism.

Freya instinctively shook her head and murmured, “No, I cleaned it myself.”

eyes.

“Yes, I do. What about you?” Freya asked reflexively. He looked at her in surprise again, then replied gently, “I do.”

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