She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 285 He' Actually Has Feelings For Mina

"It's understandable for staff to bring their boss breakfast," Moss remarked, tossing in his two cents. "But

Captain, be honest with yourself-were you really just being thoughtful when you brought breakfast for Mina? Or

have you conveniently forgotten that tyou handeda bottle of water and then maderun ten

kilometers strapped with extra weight?"

"And the tyou gavefood, only to triple my training session right after?" Cade chimed in, not missing

his moment to add fuel to the fire.

Ellis leaned back in his chair, his tone light and laced with mischief as he raised a brow. "So what I'm hearing is...

you two have a bone to pick with me?"

Moss froze mid-breath.

Cade went stiff as a board.

Uh-oh!

A chill tiptoed down their spines, and their hearts thudded like warning drums. They'd walked right into it- hook,

line, and sinker.

"So you are planning to put Mina through the wringer?" Greta concluded, narrowing her eyes.

Before Ellis could respond, Freya-half-asleep and only catching fragments of the chatter-sat up abruptly. Her gaze

was bleary, her voice soft and adorably indignant. "Captain, didn't you say you'd let it go? Why are you going

back on your word?"

Maybe it was the lingering buzz from the alcohol, but her sleepy defiance was so cute and earnest that both

Greta and Riley couldn't resist the temptation to pinch her cheeks.

In fact, they promptly did.

"All right, everyone. Let's wrap it up for tonight," Ellis said, rising from his seat. His long frseemed even

more commanding as he stood tall. "Head hsafely. I'll take Freya back myself."

As he spoke, he made his way toward her.

Just as he reached out, Freya turned to him and asked, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I'll explain later," Ellis murmured, gently taking her hand from Greta's side. His voice softened to a tender

whisper. "Do you wantto carry you or give you a piggyback ride?"

Freya shook her head, her voice drowsy but stubborn. "I can walk on my own." "All right." Ellis nodded, indulging

her without a fuss.

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Once satisfied she could manage, he turned to the others, offering swords of caution, his tone laced with

genuine care. "Don't drive. You've been drinking. Call a designated driver, and text in the group when you get

home."

"Oh, okay..." The others were still a bit dazed.

Without another word, Ellis led Freya out.

As soon as they disappeared through the door, those left behind exchanged glances like they'd just witnessed

something ghostly-Greta and Riley in particular.

"Why do | feel like the Captain's acting a bit... odd with Mina?" Greta was first to voice what everyone else was

thinking.

Riley gave a slow nod. "Since I've known him, I've never seen him act so... soft."

"Does that mean Freya's going to get it even worse than we did?" Frederick asked, his wide-eyed concern for

Freya shining through. "Worse than what Cade and Moss had to deal with?"

Greta and Riley exchanged a glance. Something about that didn't sit right. "Wait a second..." Moss hesitated,

scanning everyone's expressions. "Is it possible our all-business, stone-faced captain... actually has feelings for

Mina?” Cade thought back to what they'd just witnessed. "It's more than possible."

If any of them had gotten drunk, Ellis would've thrown them over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and

dumped them at their doorstep. No way would he have softly offered a choice between being carried or

*piggybacked.

That kind of gentleness? Yeah, something was definitely up.

"What do you think, Trent?" Moss tossed the question to him.

Ellis and Trent were two peas in a pod when it cto being sharp. If anyone knew the truth, it'd be Trent. Trent

just smiled, a knowing gleam in his eye. "Didn't

| tell you guys he was just being nice to Mina?"

And just like that, the whole room clicked into understanding.

"You knew all along?" Cade asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.

"Don't breathe a word of this to Mina," Trent cautioned, his tone as calm and steady as ever. "No playing

matchmaker-and no throwing wrenches in the works, either."

He turned to Greta and Riley, a pointed look accompanying his gentle reminder. "Especially you two."

Everyone knew how inseparable the three were-Greta, Riley, and Freya were thick as thieves, joined at the hip

and heart.

Had he not said anything, the two would've likely raced to Freya without a second thought, spilling everything in

their rush. And considering how Freya felt about Ellis at the moment, she might've gone cold and distant,

perhaps even kept him at arm's length.

"He's really good at keeping his feelings under wraps," Greta murmured, finally feeling reassured. "But he

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didn't start liking Mina only after retiring, right? When did it even begin?"

"No clue," Trent replied honestly

No one could pinpoint when Ellis's feelings had first taken root what they did know was that he never let his

emotions cloud his judgment. Even though he was into Freya, he never let up on her during training. Not once

But looking back, it all made sense now.

Push het hard now, so she'd be safer when it mattered.

"Honestly, that's probably for the best." Riley sighed, comforted by the thought "if Freya ends up with Ellis,

nobody in their right mind would dare mess with her."

On that note, the group exchanged a silent pact. Just as Trent had said, no meddling

Out of all of them, only Freya remained blissfully unaware of the truth.

After leaving the club, Ellis took a slow stroll with Freya through the quiet streets. She tried to walk on her own at

first, but after every few steps, she'd pause for ten seconds, swaying gently like a leaf caught in a breeze.

Eventually, Ellis scooped her up in a piggyback without a word.

"Captain," Freya murmured against his back, her eyes closed, her voice small but persistent. "You still haven't

answered me."

"When did | ever say | held a grudge over the past?" Ellis replied, his voice smooth as flowing water-easy. steady,

and laced with warmth. Surrounded by the sound of his voice, Freya felt as though she were being wrapped in a

blanket of warmth, like a soft wind brushing against her skin. For a moment, everything else faded.

She didn't think-she just spoke from the heart. "Then why do you keep bringingbreakfast? Why do you invite