No More Layovers for a Love That Won't Land novel Chapter 6

After a few days in the hospital, Jasper never showed. His assistant just fired off a text saying she should rest up and come back when she felt better.

For once, Freya put herself first, making sure her worn–out body fully recovered before checking out

Meanwhile, the office group chat exploded with Jasper–and–Mia updates.

He’d rented out Disney World for a week for her birthday, with fireworks blasting for three straight nights.

He’d brought her to the Whitemore family dinner and given her the bracelet traditionally reserved for future wives.

He’d bought land to build a private ski resort named after something connected to Mía…

Freya scrolled through these messages feeling absolutely nothing.

Back at work, she was her usual efficient self.

But anything requiring direct contact with Jasper, she quietly passed to other exec assistants.

After a blissful week of dodging him, Jasper called again.

She dropped off the requested files and turned to leave when he stopped her.

“Got a meeting. Mia hates eating alone. Stay with her.”

Freya froze, about to say hell no, when Mia immediately started barking orders.

“I’m in the mood for shrimp. Peel me a plateful.”

As Jasper closed his office door, Freya swallowed her objections and moved to the dining table.

After finishing the shrimp, Mia had someone bring over a huge plate of walnuts and jackfruit.

“I want some dessert, but there aren’t any tools around. Use your hands.”

Eyeing the hard shells and wicked spines, Freya’s heart sank.

She knew exactly what Mia was doing.

But she did it anyway.

By the time she’d cracked all the nuts and opened the jackfruit, her hands were a bloody mess.

Mia wasn’t finished yet, forcing her to serve soup from the kitchen.

The just–boiled liquid scorched her already raw hands bright red.

Chapter 6

The pain became unbearable–her grip failed and the scalding soup splashed across her broby

Steam billowed up as blisters formed instantly on her hands.