Fiona glanced at Frederick, and a wave of bashfulness washed over her.Memories of the incident when he had seen her naked flooded back, turning her cheeks the color of blooming peonies.Anya was unaware of Fiona's inner turmoil. She saw Fiona's face erupt in a fiery blush, reminiscent of a ripe crab. Reaching out with concern, Anya touched Fiona's cheek to check for a fever.The touch sent a jolt through Fiona. She flinched, her own hand instinctively flying to her burning cheeks.Anya's brow furrowed in confusion. "Are you having a fever, Fiona?"Panic bloomed in Fiona's chest. How could she possibly explain the real reason for her flustered state?Stammering, she struggled to form a coherent response.Meanwhile, Frederick sensed Fiona's rising panic and feared she might blurt out their beach encounter.He interjected swiftly. Having just discovered his long-lost savior in Anya, the last thing he needed was a revelation that could jeopardize his newfound connection."Sweethe

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

Fueled by anger, Fiona stormed upstairs, her cheeks puffed like a disgruntled chipmunk. Anya quickly followed as she knew Fiona all too well. Fiona was not one to take things lying down. Frederick didn't manage to make her cry this time, and Anya considered it a stroke of luck.As she marched upstairs, Anya shot a withering glance at Frederick, silently pinning the blame on him.Frederick could only rub his nose helplessly. It wasn't his fault Fiona started the prank war after all.In her room on the second floor, Fiona unleashed a torrent of fury and pummeled her teddy bear."What a jerk! How dare you mess with me! Just wait, I'll pay you back for this! I'll punch you to death!" Fiona's threats dissolved into a flurry of childish violence against the defenseless toy.Anya watched with a sigh as Fiona vented her frustration. "Fiona, no amount of punching the bear will faze Frederick one bit."The truth of Anya's words hit Fiona. Deflated, she tossed the bear aside and jumped of

The next morning, as usual, Frederick woke up early.He found Anya and Fiona still nestled in their beds. When he reached the kitchen, he saw the ingredients scattered across the counters and decided to make a simple breakfast for them.The aroma of cooking wafted through the house, reaching Anya and Fiona as they descended the stairs. Their eyes, drawn by the delicious aroma, landed on Frederick in the kitchen, sporting an apron and moving with practiced ease.Anya's already frosty demeanor seemed to dip a few degrees further. "A grown man, fussing over a stove? Utterly useless!"Fiona silently nodded in agreement. Her dislike for Frederick intensified after yesterday's incident, especially after Anya's comment about having to marry someone who saw her body. The thought of being tied to such an ordinary man left a bitter taste in her mouth.Frederick beamed as he placed steaming hot pancakes and scrambled eggs"Breakfast is ready, sweetheart! Don't let it get cold. There wasn't

After finishing the dishes, Frederick resolved to find a job to please Anya.He analyzed his situation. His life had been dedicated to cultivating and learning various skills, leaving him with no practical work experience. It was Blazeheart who had always managed the company's affairs.Since returning to Jenaire City, he had remained by Priscilla's side—not working at all. The prospect of finding a job now felt daunting.Turning on his phone, Frederick began searching for job openings in Jenaire City. Suddenly, a top-listed advertisement caught his eye."Timbergale Corporation, hiring urgently…"He didn't bother reading the details, assuming that any company paying for a top-listed ad must be wealthy, well-established, and genuinely in need of employees. Such a company seemed like a good place to gain experience before returning to his own company to support his sweetheart.For now, he wanted to keep the ownership of her company a secret, fearing she might quit in anger if she