Upon seeing Connor approaching, Freya immediately became nervous. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and looked at him with a vigilant gaze.
He showed a helpless smile on his face and softly said, "You don't need to be so nervous. Although I may not be a high-quality person, we have known each other for a long time. Don't you understand my character? I won't take advantage of anyone's vulnerability, and besides, you are my fiancée. Sooner or later, you will become my woman. I'm not in a hurry for now..."
"Who said I want to be your woman? I haven't agreed to be with you yet, you know?" she replied, glancing at him but feeling her tension easing because she found his words somewhat reasonable.
"Even if you haven't agreed now, you will agree in the future. Don't worry, without your consent, I won't do anything to you. Just relax and go to sleep!" he said helplessly.
"Are you telling the truth?" she asked softly.
