Let Me Go Mr Hill novel Chapter 2127

Let me go, Mr. Hill Novel [By Shallow South] Chapter 2127

In the end, Ryan left Freya only when both of them could not breathe from the kiss.

Nevertheless, he shut his eyes and smiled as his lips rested on Freya’s. “Is this how it feels to kiss a woman?”

His breathing surrounded her. From his handsome face, he looked like a kid who had gotten candy.

At that moment, Freya was at a loss for words. She did not even dare to look into his eyes.

The nervousness, embarrassment, shyness, and awkwardness that overwhelmed her made her look like a puppet.

The only thought on her mind was that she and Ryan had kissed…

“W-We…”

She spent a long time stammering anxiously, but before she could finish her sentence, Ryan suddenly fell on her body and passed out.

“….”

Freya stood under the tree like a statue. She could not believe that he fell asleep right after kissing her.

How was she going to bring him into the car?

“Madam, do you need me to help you with bringing your boyfriend into the car?” Fortunately, a security guard at the door came over.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” Freya explained dully.

However, the security guard did not say anything. Instead, he threw her a pensive look.

Freya immediately understood. The security guard must have witnessed what happened just now.

Great. Now she was giving herself away by concealing the truth.

After Ryan was brought to the backseat, he fell asleep lying there.

Sadly, she had trouble falling asleep again. She could not sleep until 3:00 a.m.

The next day, she woke up feeling lightheaded, and her throat hurt a little as well.

She reckoned it was because she had dressed too thinly when she went out in the wee hours last night and got a cold from standing in the cold outside the bar.

To prevent Dani from getting infected, Freya handed Dani to the sitter and took some mn before heading to the office.

She did not even go to the front courtyard to have breakfast for fear that she would feel awkward seeing Ryan. She supposed Ryan would not recall what happened last night, considering how drunk he was.

At 9:00 a.m., her phone rang. The moment she saw the name of the caller on the screen, her hand shook while holding a test tube. She wished she could bury herself in a hole.

“Miss Lynch, your phone is ringing.”

An intern, who walked past her, reminded her, “Is it inconvenient for you to answer the call? Do you need me to hold your phone for you?”