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Penulis: Maya Adams
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-07-17 11:37:34

Freya's POV

«WILSON's MANSION. 7:30 PM.»

I slowly rang the doorbell even though it was very late at night, after a few more, the door was opened by a maid who looked shocked to see me.

I held no belongings, I just came to my family mansion directly. "Miss." She called shocked ushering me in immediately as I entered.

"I'll talk to them tomorrow, you don't have to wake them up." She nodded her head before leaving as I went into my room and slept off.

NEXT MORNING

I walked out of my room and yawned walking to the kitchen. The maids were all busy with one chore and another, as I entered the kitchen, the maid who helped me yesterday night was inside preparing food.

"Good morning miss." She said immediately she saw me, I smiled and offered to help her out. By the time we were done and setting the table, Dad and mom were already downstairs.

They were shocked to see me and I was equally shocked too. It has been a year since we last saw because I wanted to keep my identity private in order for me to peacefully enjoy my marriage but not anymore.

I rushed to hug them while I cried on their shoulder, it was so soothing being in their arms, just then Alina came outside which made us disengaged, she rolled her eyes at us which made me scoff.

Alone was the adopted daughter of the Wilson family but we decided to make her the acting president on my behalf.

To her, she felt like a shadow protecting me and expected everyone to treat her like a God but Mom and Dad were kind enough to let her in after she was abandoned.

After we finished eating, we all went back to the sitting room staring at one another until Alina broke the silence.

"Why are you back? I mean when did you get back?" I was expecting the question already since I had prepared myself since last night.

I breathed in before starting to explain what had happened.

30 minutes later

Alina rolled her eyes after I finished talking, "You could have stayed begging him rather than being here." She blurted out which made Mom flare at her shutting her up.

She stood up, "Wish you the best of luck." She said going into her room. I had expected she'd have gotten better since all these while but guess some things just never change.

I knew I was introduced as a girl who just come back from the countryside to Henry because of our marriage and so that he wouldn't say I got married to him to seek more alliance between him and my dad's company.

I'm the heir to my dad's company and we are the second topping the billionaire chart in the USA but I just wanted to be ordinary to him so he'll love me just the way I want him to.

Not with his money but with his sincerity.

From the beginning, Dad never wanted me to go ahead with the marriage because he believed the century was past the age of matchmaking or choosing a throne for your children after birth.

But his grandfather promised nothing of such would happen and I wouldn't regret it which was why we decided to keep my identity private.

I felt it was betrayal but Dad wanted it that way so he'd grow to love me, more so, my identity needed to be hidden to protect me.

"Dad, mom, I'm pregnant." I broke the news after thinking deeply, "And I'm keeping the pregnancy." After much thought, I knew my baby was innocent even though she would be short of a father but I promised never to make her feel never had a father.

"You know we'll always support you in whatever you do but I'll say you keep it a secret so you need to leave the country for a while, till everything cool down."

"Yes Father, and you should keep it a secret from Lina about my pregnancy, I don't want her going behind us to inform Henry."

Dad has been using his resources to restrict her from seeing Henry not to talk of telling him about my real identity and that was why it was rather easier for me to keep the peace for the whole three years.

"I will do that, you should freshen up and rest now. I'll have to ask Richard to prepare your flight for tomorrow before you are awake."

I hugged them again. It was nice having them with me even though we aren't always together. At least no one could bully me. After disengaging the hug, I walked out going into my room.

I met Lina just by the staircase, she had her evil smirk on. I hope she didn't hear any of what my parents and I discussed.

"So you are now divorced." She smirked, and I scoffed out at her, she was more of a devil's pawn, and exchanging words with her was useless.

"You never know what life throws at someone." I shrugged as I pushed her out of my way. She hates being ignored but replying her words with a proverb is what she hates more.

Getting into my room, it was as new as ever, which shows mom made sure the maids cleaned it every day. I checked out my wardrobe. Very neat and sparkly with my clothes.

I was unable to check it out properly yesterday because of how late and tired I was, my eyes went to the mirror just beside it, and sighed looking at myself.

I chose a simple flay floral gown and chose my undies before slipping out of my dress and tying the towel gently around me.

I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower letting it flow on my body. His words were ringing on my head and I couldn't concentrate.

"LEAVE."

I opened my eyes gasping, I realized I'd been under the shower for too long and my body was starting to shiver.

I went out and changed into the new gown before sitting before the mirror. "Will he ever come back?" That was the only question on my mind.

I stood up and went to bed to have a short rest, thinking about it before drifting off to sleep.

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