You Are My Mr Right

Ronan couldn’t find the words to express his astonishment. Freya said, “These are the investors behind Mede.”

Ronan replied, “I can tell. The Lofic family is also a well-known conglomerate. They started their development in the 19th century and became the first billionaires in human history. Until now, the Lofic family has monopolized the Country M petroleum industry for 85 years. They have also branched out into other industries.” After speaking, he looked up, “So, why are you showing me this?”

“I don’t want to go back to Country Z. Mede has a lot for me to learn from, and I really like the working atmosphere here. The man I saw at the entrance of Mede today, Maddox Greyson, I know him. He’s a pharmaceutical entrepreneur with ambition and ideals. I believe he came here to prevent Mede’s research from being monopolized worldwide…”

She clenched her hands, “I know it won’t be easy, but I was wondering if you could try to secure some investments so that it won’t be controlled by just one entity.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Ronan said, “I can’t do it.” But quickly, he changed his tune, “Elijah can. You might not know, but his influence now, without you, he’s completely focused on his work. In another year or two, I reckon his reputation will spread like wildfire across the globe.”

Every time Freya heard the name Elijah, her heart felt like it had been stabbed. But for some reason, hearing Ronan say it this time made her want to laugh. What did he mean by spreading like wildfire? He wasn’t a celebrity.

“I know you can’t go see him, so I’ll take care of this matter.” Ronan said.

“Thank you for your help.”

Ronan smiled, “I’m happy to be able to help you.” Right now, he didn’t want to know why Freya had made everyone think she was dead. She didn’t say, so she must have her own reasons. There was just one thing. She had left Elijah, and that gave him a chance. Ronan thought he had to seize this opportunity. Freya had left while she was pregnant, which meant there was a gap between her and Elijah. This time, he couldn’t afford to miss it. Women were vulnerable when they were pregnant. At this time, if he could care for her and protect her, it would surely warm her heart. And then, he would have stolen Elijah’s woman. Would Elijah’s child call him dad? Just thinking about it made him so excited. Perhaps he was thinking too well, as his smile spread across his face.

“What good thing have you thought of? Your smile looks so creepy.” Freya raised an eyebrow.

Ronan quickly composed himself, “What do you mean creepy?”

Wasn’t that description a bit harsh?

No, he had to make a good impression in front of Freya.

“You should eat more. I’ll share my portion with you.” Ronan placed the food in front of her.

Freya thought, “Am I a pig?”

“I can help you find a plastic surgeon.” Ronan suddenly blurted out.

Freya looked at him as if he were an idiot. “I know more doctors than you do.” Said she.

Ronan paused, how could he forget that Freya was a doctor herself? If she wanted plastic surgery, she could definitely find a good plastic surgeon.

“Do you want to carry these scars for the rest of your life?” asked Ronan.

It wasn’t that he was disgusted, but rather that it was too shocking to look at, especially since she was a girl.

“I’m pregnant now, I can’t have surgery fro now.” Freya replied calmly. Apart from some inconvenience in daily life, it wasn’t a big deal. She remembered Ronan calling her an ugly woman.

“I know I look ugly now. I won’t force you to be friends with me…”

“Who said you’re ugly? Who said that? Bring them out, and watch me shut their mouths.”

“It was you.” Freya didn’t forget. And she remembered it very clearly.

Ronan smacked his lips, his brain working overtime, trying to figure out how to explain himself. At that time, he didn’t know the situation, that was why he said that. If he had known it was Freya, he wouldn’t have said it even if he were beaten to death. Ronan grew anxious, but the more anxious he became, the less he could come up with an excuse.

Freya laughed, “Look how scared you are. I know I’m not attractive, so when you called me an ugly woman, it wasn’t slander. Besides, you’re not the first one to say it.”

She had let go of it.

Ronan’s expression slowly became serious. “For me, you are still you.”

Freya met his gaze, but her eyes involuntarily looked away. She wasn’t used to seeing Ronan being so serious. “I should go back now.” She stood up.

“I’ll walk you back.” Ronan also got up and voluntarily paid the bill.

When Freya returned home, Ronan also wanted to come in and sit for a while.

“I need to rest,” she said, and promptly closed the door in his face.

Ronan wasn’t discouraged. Inside the house, when Freya wanted to take a shower and saw her face in the mirror, her eyes looked calm.

…

In the early morning, she was awakened by an urgent knocking on the door.

“Who is it?” Rubbing her eyes, she walked over to open the door.

And then, she saw a man standing at the door.