Chapter 343

Fiona's cheeks flushed with anger as she dragged Anya to the couch and said to Frederick, "You're moving all the stuff!"

Frederick was helpless about Anya overexerting herself and reluctantly complied.

Fiona fetched orange juice from the fridge, poured two glasses, and handed one to Anya.

"Ann, have some juice," she said, taking a refreshing sip.

"We'll keep an eye on him from here, so he won't try anything weird with your socks."

Anya felt a pang of guilt watching Frederick haul her belongings while she relaxed.

"Isn't this a bit much?" she asked.

Fiona shook her head vigorously. "Ann, you don't understand men. When they have energy, their minds wander. What if he sneaks into our room and tries something? But if he's tired from work, he'll just pass out at night and won't have the energy to think about that stuff!"

Anya's eyes widened as she listened to Fiona's surprisingly logical explanation. She couldn't help but wonder how Fiona, a university freshman, possessed such kno