Chapter 835

"Ryan, please," Sherry begged. At that critical moment, Ryan couldn't stop. Sherry opened her eyes and saw Eloise standing not far away, frozen to the spot. When Eloise noticed Sherry looking at her, she quickly turned around. "Eloise, come over here! Ryan needs you!" Sherry called out. As she called after Eloise, she pushed Ryan away and ran over to her without caring whether he agreed to it or not. "I... I..." Eloise stammered, unable to form a sentence. Sherry urged again, "Go over there and help me out! My waist is really going to break at this rate!" Only then did Eloise dare open her eyes and look at Sherry. Upon seeing her covered in sweat and panting, her heart went out to her. She reluctantly followed Sherry to the spot where Ryan did the blacksmithing. "Take good care of Ryan!" With that, Sherry collapsed by the boulder, closing her eyes to rest. Ryan, unable to hold back any longer, embraced Eloise like a tiger pouncing on a gentle lamb. When he did it with Sherry, it was intense and vigorous. But with Eloise, it was tender and gentle. It was unclear how much time had passed before the lovemaking came to an end. Exhausted, Eloise lay down beside Sherry to rest. Ryan picked up the big hammer again and resumed his ironwork. He had been delayed for quite some time. So, he had to finish shaping all the tools that day so that he could polish them and attach handles the next day. Sherry and Eloise couldn't rest well amidst all the clanging. They closed their eyes to rest for a few minutes before getting up to put on their clothes. Ryan's endless energy inspired admiration and fear in the two women. They were weak after the strenuous physical act and unable to endure a second round. "Please carry on with the ironwork, Ryan. We're heading back," Eloise said hurriedly. Then, she and Sherry supported each other and left hastily like they were fleeing. Ryan had wanted to ask them to fetch some water. But upon seeing them hurry away, he felt both smug and a bit sorry for them. As darkness fell, Ryan was still busy blacksmithing. He was almost done with the tasks he had set out to complete. Freya had been waiting for Ryan on the mountain for a long time. Since Ryan didn't return, she brought the food with her and went down. When Freya saw the sweat on his muscular chest, she was startled and wanted to run away. However, she didn't want Ryan to go hungry. Reluctantly, she approached Ryan with her eyes lowered. She placed the food on the ground. "Ryan, why didn't you come up the mountain to eat?" Freya asked. Still focused on his work, Ryan smiled and said, "It's just this shovel left. Once I finish it, I can polish everything tomorrow." "There's no rush." Freya glanced at his face out of concern and found his pronounced features covered in sweat. Moved by how hard he was working, Freya approached and wiped the sweat from his face with a cloth, her touch gentle. "Look at you, you're all sweaty! You should eat first before continuing," Freya suggested. As she stood on tiptoes to wipe his sweat, her chest nearly brushed against Ryan's body. Ryan was distracted for a moment. He couldn't help but glance a few more times. Freya was flustered. She quickly moved away and walked over to where the food was. "Hurry up and eat. I need to take the bowls and cups back," Freya said with her back to Ryan. Ryan didn't want to cause her delay, so he put down the hammer and shovel. Next, he wiped the sweat from his head with his shirt and sat down. He picked up the bowl and started eating. As he ate, he recalled Freya's gentle touch on his face. He felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he looked at Freya and said, "Thank you."