She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 280

Chapter 280 Paragliding

Ellis took out his phone, tapped out a quick message, then slipped it back into his pocket before finally responding to Freya’s question with a playful glint in his eyes. “Didn’t you always say you wanted to try paragliding?”

Freya’s mind drifted, sifting through memories of their earlier conversations.

She had mentioned it once, years ago. She told him how she craved the feeling of flight, of being alone with the wind, suspended in the sky with nothing holding her back. No noise, no chaos. Just freedom.

But it had been four long years since she’d last soared.

Ellis went on, his eyes alight with enthusiasm as he gestured expansively, “This place is a premier paragliding destination globally. And the weather couldn’t be better. Clear skies, steady breeze. It’s perfect. We’ve got the whole place to ourselves–you’re free to fly, or not. Totally up to you.”

Freya hesitated.

“Go on, get suited up,” Ellis interrupted, his voice firm yet encouraging as he accepted the paragliding gear from a young instructor who approached them. “Just have fun. Don’t overthink it.”

Freya glanced out at the breathtaking view–rolling hills, sunlight catching the waves in the distance–and nodded slowly. “Okay.”

The instructor stepped forward and handed her the rest of the gear.

While Freya disappeared behind the changing area, he strolled up to Ellis and gave his arm a playful nudge. “Trying to impress her, huh?”

“Don’t get any ideas,” Ellis replied evenly, sidestepping the bait before it could turn into a full–blown rumor

mill.

“Really now?” The instructor arched an eyebrow, his grin teasing and knowing. “Then what’s the special occasion for bringing her here? Didn’t you once say, ‘no outsiders allowed‘? Looks like someone’s breaking their

own rules.”

Ellis shot him a sharp sideways glance and yanked the equipment out of his hands.

Unfazed, the instructor trotted after him, still poking around for answers. “Whoa, hold up–what’s the rush? Seriously, spill. What’s going on between you two?”

“You should consider giving TED talks; you have so much to say!” Ellis retorted, his voice laced with dismissive edge.

This left the instructor momentarily speechless, taken aback by the abrupt rebuff.

He inhaled deeply, his resolve firming as he decided to drop the matter, valuing their longstanding friendship over his curiosity. “Fine,” he conceded with a reluctant sigh. “I promise, my lips are sealed.”

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Ellis paused, his back still turned, weighing his words. “I’m working for her,” he finally admitted, though his answer danced around the truth. “She needed a break, so I figured this place might help her clear her head.”

Under normal circumstances, Ellis wouldn’t bother with evasiong

But the instructor’s notorious nosiness was a variable he couldn’t ignore.

Admitting the full scope of his intentions would only lead to Freya facina barrage of unwelcome inquiries.

He’d brought her here to find peace, not to endure an inquisition.

The instructor gave him a squint, clearly not buying it.

He placed a firm hand on Ellis’s shoulder, his voice dropping to a more serious tone. “You sure you want to stick with that story?”

Ellis turned slightly, meeting the instructor’s gaze with a steely resolve. “What’s wrong with it?” he demanded.

“Come on, man. Don’t play dumb. You know what your family does, right?” The instructor’s face twisted into a playful sneer. “So, you’re working for her now? If you’re not trying to win her over, I’ll eat my hat right here.”

Ellis shot back with a grin, “I’d rather not witness that.”

The remark caught the instructor off–guard, his laughter sputtering into a cough.

Unbelievable! Was Ellis actually tossing barbs his way with such sly wit?

Already fully suited up, Ellis stood confidently beside Freya, who was similarly decked out in her pilot’s garb— flight suit, gloves, and goggles, ready for the skies.

As the wind picked up and the ridge buzzed with the thrill of flight, the instructor called out to Ellis, his tone more serious now, “You sure you don’t want me to take her up?”

“I’ve got it,” Ellis said curtly, tightening the last strap on his vest.

The instructor raised an eyebrow. “You sure about that?”

Ellis didn’t even glance at him. “She’s just as skilled as any instructor here. Probably more. She doesn’t need you.” He knew Freya’s limits–and more importantly, he knew how much she hated being hovered over. She wanted freedom, not someone clutching the controls. “Go focus on your own ride.”

Though skeptical, the instructor shot a questioning glance towards Freya, who echoed Ellis’s sentiment with a decisive shake of her head.

Convinced by their resolve, the instructor reluctantly geared up, deciding to join them in the air rather than linger on the ground. The engines roared to life, promising an exhilarating ascent.

Reluctantly, he had to give Ellis credit–he wasn’t reckless, just stubborn. If Ellis vouched for her, she was probably more than capable.

The moment they soared into the air, Freya peered down at the craggy mountains enveloped in a silvery mist, the world unfurling beneath her like a vast, mysterious tapestry. The persistent tension that had knotted her muscles began to dissolve, her burdened heart gradually shedding its heaviness for a newfound lightness

freedom.

During their flight, Freya was utterly captivated by the experience.

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Ellis remained attentively by her side, observing as the stress melted from her features.

A subtle smile tugged at his lips, and a warmth flickered in his eyes–a silent reassurance only she could feel.

The weather was impeccable that day, enhancing the serenity of the flight. Freya remained airborne for a blissful two hours, and by the time she touched the ground again, the swarm of worries that had clouded her mind had dispersed. She landed feeling serene, completely at peace with the world.

“That was insane!” the instructor exclaimed, his charm not dimming in the slightest as he shed his flight gear. Seizing the opportunity, he drifted closer to Ellis, eager to chat. “How did you get to know her? She’s stunning, and she flies like she was born to it. Tell me she’s got a sister. Hook me up, man.”

Ellis responded with a cool detachment, “Even if she did, it has nothing to do with you.”

“Oh, don’t be like that,” the instructor whined, playfully throwing an arm around Ellis‘ shoulders. “We’ve been through so much together. You’re really okay with me being miserable and single forever?”

Just as Ellis caught Freya approaching them, he quipped lazily, “Her younger sister isn’t keen on older men.”

The instructor’s jaw dropped. Older?

He retorted with a mock scowl, “Coming from you? That’s rich.”

The jab hit Ellis hard, casting his thoughts back to a moment when Freya had poked fun at his age, injecting a wry humor into the memory.

His irritation with the instructor swelled, coloring his perception with a shade of annoyance.

“Compared to you, I am practically young,” Ellis retorted with his characteristic nonchalance, his voice laced with mock superiority.

A hint of amusement flickered across the instructor’s face, his lips barely concealing a smirk.

They were barely days apart, yet Ellis spoke like the instructor was years ahead. Not even a hint of shame.

Just then, Freya strolled up, catching the tail end of their playful jabs. Before she could get a word in, Ellis turned to her and announced, “Let’s go. We’re heading back.”

“Already?” Freya raised an eyebrow, her tone light but curious. It was obvious Freya knew Ellis and the instructor were friends. “You two looked like you were having a nostalgic moment.”

“Nostalgic?” Ellis arched a brow, feigning ignorance. “I’ve only known the guy a few days longer than you.” He delivered the lie with such a straight face it was almost convincing.

Freya cast a quick glance around, suspicion flickering in her eyes. Was that so? It didn’t feel like that at all.

“They’ve been asking in the group chat when we’re all meeting up again,” Ellis added smoothly as he started walking toward the car, neatly steering the conversation away. “Apparently, you’re the hot topic in the chat.”