Chapter 90 Peaceful Coexistence
Chapter 90 Peaceful Coexistence
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Freya had no idea that something as simple as cooking a meal had kicked up such a storm in Aiden’s mind. If she had known, she probably would’ve been half–laughing, half–crying. Louis was just a decent man–there was no deeper meaning behind his kindness toward her. Even now, with his financial situation temporarily wrecked, the intangible wealth Louis had built up over the past two decades was still far beyond anything she could hope to match.
Even if Louis never rebuilt a major empire, his past skills, knowledge, natural looks, and the temperament he had cultivated. over the years would still make him an ideal partner. Just look at the glamorous heiress who had tried to throw herself at him not too long ago—Louis had no shortage of options if he wanted to remarry.
Freya fully believed that Louis could easily find a wife who’d be a true asset to him, someone who could help him rise again.
That thought reminded her of something: she’d basically finished reading the novel. At this point, the male and female leads could no longer anticipate Louis’s actions ahead of time. If Louis tried to make a comeback now, his chances of success were very real.
Louis wasn’t lacking in ability—it was only the main characters‘ “plot armor” that had tipped the scales against him before. Now that their supernatural edge was gone, Louis could finally rely on his own talents again. From here on out, it would be a fair fight, and the outcome? Anyone’s guess.
It was kind of funny, actually. When she was just a reader, she’d naturally rooted for the main couple to win and live happily ever after. Louis, the elite side character, was just a footnote—maybe a moment of sympathy, nothing more.
But now that she was inside the story as one of those “footnotes,” things had changed. She genuinely wanted Louis to win. The leads had nothing to do with her, but Louis had become a real person in her life. And his attitude toward her now was nothing like the version she remembered from the book.
After dinner, everyone went off to do their own thing, and life returned to the same steady rhythm—peaceful and uneventful.
Freya kept a very structured routine. She woke up on time, cooked breakfast, tidied up the house, then got to work writing. After lunch and a short nap, she’d either keep writing or look up reference material to prep for future illustration jobs. In the evenings, she wrote again or relaxed with a few shows or webpages for a mental break.
She also carved out time regularly for laundry and cleaning, grocery runs, and workouts to maintain her figure. If Aiden needed a break, she’d occasionally take him out to the museum or library for some quiet time together.
Louis stayed busy pretty much every day, though no one knew exactly with what. He only appeared for breakfast and dinner. At night, he’d check on what Aiden had done during the day. He never objected to Freya taking Aiden out, so she assumed that meant he was fine with their current arrangement.
Still, peaceful as things were, certain issues had to be addressed. One morning over breakfast, Freya brought up the housing situation again. Aiden immediately looked to Louis–he’d been quietly struggling with their sleeping arrangement. Sharing a bed with Louis meant he had to lie still like a statue all night. What he really wanted was a room of his own where he could toss and turn freely.
“I’ve already found a place,” Louis said calmly. “We can move in next week. If you’re planning to buy something yourself, there’s a new development launching the week after. It looks promising–you could go take a look.”
Freya finally relaxed at that. At least the big boss hadn’t forgotten her plans. That alone was reassuring.
