Bradley carried Freya to the garden. Freya was about to comment that there was nothing nice to look at in a field of grass when she was stunned by what she saw. The garden was filled with colorful flowers.
"Do you like it?"
His thin lips were curved up in a smile as he observed her every reaction.
A couple of days ago, Frederick told him that Freya had been to the garden and asked why there were no flowers. He then had the garden redesigned, and it was only completed last night.
She liked flowers, so he planted a sea of flowers for her.
Everything followed her wishes. As long as he could win her over, she would not want to leave.
"I do, but this was just a piece of grassland when I came here a few days ago. Mr. Johnson said you don't like the smell of flowers."
Freya was just shocke
