Chapter 205 Is Frederick a Clingy Handsome Guy?
The card had a love note written on it. Anyone with a keen eye could tell it was a very poetic love note.
If Frederick had already determined that she was the woman he had been looking for, he might have pursued her aggressively. But since he wasn't sure, he wouldn't treat her that way.
The person who sent the cake wasn't him!
Nor was it the kids!
So who could it be?
Freya asked curiously, "Isabella, it looks like it's from one of your admirers. Has anyone been pursuing you lately?"
"No," said Isabella
Freya looked puzzled, inquiring, "Could it be a secret admirer?"
Isabella shook her head again, replying, "I came back quietly this time, and since I returned, I've been around Dennis all day. I haven't interacted with anyone else. Who would secretly admire me?"
"That's hard to say. A secret admirer is called a secret admirer for a reason. If you knew, it wouldn't be a secret. The love note is written, so it must be from your secret admirer."
Isabella frowned. If she hadn't been forced to drop out of school and get married, and had graduated and worked normally like Freya, she might indeed have a secret admirer.
But after going through so much, would anyone still secretly admire her?
She thought it was impossible!
But the love note on the card was indeed hard to explain.
Isabella pondered for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
The cake seemed a bit strange.
Paul came out to use the bathroom and was excited to see the cake, uttering, "Mommy, can we have cake today?"
Paul loved eating cake.
Isabella didn't know whether to nod or shake her head.
She definitely didn't dare to let the kids eat food of unknown origin, but Paul was so eager!
"It looks so delicious." Paul was almost drooling.
Isabella hesitated for two seconds, then nodded. "We'll eat it tonight."
"Okay!" Paul happily ran to the bathroom.
Isabella took out her phone, asking, "Which bakery is this from? I'll order a new one."
Isabella opened the delivery app, searched, and was stunned!
The price really shocked her. It was clearly out of her budget.
And these prices were for single-layer cakes. The one Freya was holding was a double-layered cake, which would definitely cost even more!
Seeing Isabella's stunned expression, Freya leaned in to take a look and was equally shocked. She spoke, "I told you it wouldn't be cheap! Who likes you this much? How generous indeed. Isabella, your secret admirer must be rich!"
Isabella snapped out of it, her brows furrowing even more, feeling increasingly uneasy.
Unable to figure out who this person was, she decided to stop thinking about it for now. She gritted her teeth and ordered a 6-inch small cake for the kids, then told Freya, "Let's keep it for now. We'll figure out who sent it first."
As she said, she didn't dare let the kids eat food of unknown origin.
But it was so expensive that she didn't dare to throw it away either. What if it needed to be returned?
Freya also thought it wasn't safe to let the kids eat it directly. Since the fridge was full, she found a temporary place to store it.
Isabella continued preparing the ingredients while Freya stood at the sink washing the vegetables.
Seeing Isabella looking worried, Freya comforted her, "If you can't figure out who the secret admirer is, just stop thinking about it. Being secretly admired isn't a bad thing. It's better than being targeted for harm."
Isabella let out a silent sigh, "Yeah!"
Freya then excitedly said, "To be honest, Dennis's dad is really handsome! I'm telling you, he doesn't even seem like he's from this world. He's ridiculously handsome!"
"So you're saying he's not human?"
"Exactly! He's a god!"
Isabella pursed her lips, inquiring, "Aren't you into young handsome guys?"
Freya said, "I do like young handsome guys, but not exclusively! Some people love young handsome guys, some don't, but everyone loves someone like Dennis's dad! He is a clingy, handsome guy!"
Is he a clingy, handsome guy?
Isabella got goosebumps.
Freya said mischievously, "Have you really never thought about being with him? We wouldn't be losing out."
Isabella pursed her lips, replying, "Never thought about it! Don't want to!"
After saying that, she suddenly felt sad. "But Dennis really wants it."
"Huh? Dennis wants you to be with his dad?"
"Yeah! He begged me not to leave yet and to give his dad a chance to pursue me."
"What?! He said that today?"
"Yeah, I can understand. Dennis's dad treats Dennis very well, and Dennis can't bear to leave him. I selfishly want to steal Dennis away from his side. Whether emotionally or financially, I'm being selfish. But I can't control myself. I really can't live without Dennis! And I can't force myself to like Dennis's dad!"
She really couldn't leave Dennis with him and only take Hugo, Justin, and Paul.
She couldn't control her feelings and force herself to love him!
Freya comforted her, "Although I don't have kids and can't fully empathize with you, I understand. Feelings can't be forced. He hurt you so deeply back then. To you, he's just a rapist! It's too hard for you to accept him and love him!
"What girl can be so magnanimous to forgive a man who raped her with just a few words? And even fall in love with him?
"And as a mother, if you can't truly love him, living together wouldn't be good for the kids' growth. So I think you're right to want to take Dennis away from him!
"Besides, selfishness is human nature. What is being considered? Sacrificing yourself to make others happy? To hell with that!
"Life is short. If I don't love myself, who will? In my opinion, making myself happy is more important than making others happy!
"Moreover, you didn't force the kids to go with you. Whether they want to go with you is entirely up to them.
"And about the financial situation, although Dennis's dad is richer than you, can he cure Dennis's psychological issues? From a health perspective, Dennis is safer with you than with his dad! So stop overthinking it. You're not wrong."
Isabella looked at Freya gratefully, put down the knife, and turned to hug Freya, uttering, "Freya, you're the best."
"Of course, you should learn from me! That way, you can live freely and happily. Listen to me, just follow your heart!"
"Yeah!"
Just as Freya had cheered Isabella up, Isabella's phone suddenly chimed with a new message notification.
She let go of Freya, wiped her hands on her apron, and took out her phone to check the message.
With just one glance, Isabella screamed. The phone, like a hot potato, was thrown to the ground!
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