Chapter 85Ambrose POVA smile formed on my lips as I watched Raymond from the penthouse. I knew he probably had some news for me. Since the last time, I hadn't seen him. I also couldn't stop thinking about the conference meeting I had earlier. Michael would have no choice but to let go of his company. Everything was ready: the witnesses, his negligence to work, breaking the law, and getting into a contract marriage. All of it would be used - the messages from the bug and..."Sir, Mr. Raymond is waiting on the third floor. Should I call him over or would you go to him?" A frown formed on my face as I gave the maid a wild look."Do you realize no one comes up to the penthouse? Get your freaking ass out there and tell him to wait for me!" I fired, as she left at once. I had lots of mansions in the city, amongst them was my special penthouse. The last time I spent the night was four years ago, during my time with Freya. Now, I couldn't stop thinking about all of Emma's features. I couldn
Chapter 86Freya's POVTwo days laterThe meeting between Michael's grandfather and me continually left me stunned. I couldn't look him in the eyes as he had declared that he didn't want a woman like me anymore. As I walked tiredly out of his compound, I met Michael's white car in front, probably waiting to take me home. My heart began to bleed as I couldn't take my gaze off his adorable face. Tears began to fall from my eyes as I fought within me never to let them fall, but somehow, they fell."Freya," Michael called, realizing that I didn't acknowledge his presence or reveal a smiling face. I didn't flinch as I kept walking; I guess this time, Michael and I weren't meant to be."Freya," Michael called again, his voice more audible behind me. He had probably gotten out of the car. I closed my eyes tightly as I felt his hand against mine, stopping me from walking further."You had a meeting with Grandfather, and you didn't tell me?" he asked, but I didn't reply. I didn't even know how
Chapter 87Michael's POV"You sure do know the consequences of what you're about to do, Michael?" Grandpa's voice kept echoing as I didn't say a word. My heart and mind were in turmoil as I had just given it up for Freya. She had done so much for me; she had gone through so much for me. I needed to do something for her."Michael," she called, moving over to me as I looked away from her. My heart was pierced by Grandpa's sudden decree. Freya's hand slowly rested around me for an embrace, and somehow, I needed that embrace at the moment. As she tried to pull off, I didn't let her, as I kept scenting the sweet fragrance from her hair. I remained there, wondering how I was going to let everyone realize that the only mistake we made was loving eachother genuinely."Did he...change his mind?" She asked, her voice filled with concern, but I pretended not to hear. I didn't want to hurt her feelings; if I told her what I put up for her, she would not hesitate to leave me. "Everything will be
Chapter 88Freya's POV"Michael, are you... okay?" I asked as we entered his dimly lit room. Michael's face looked so gloomy, as if Bella had only passed away recently. A part of me held on to the possibility that the result would probably be false; that somehow, someway, Bella was alive."I would have asked you to stay with me, but then your friend isn't here anymore. I couldn't let you leave your mom; I'll be fine, Freya," Michael said, reminding me of Naomi.I closed my eyes for a moment, inhaling deeply. I still couldn't believe that Naomi would betray me. I hadn't seen her or visited her since everything happened. I wasn't planning on reading her letters either, but I couldn't deny the fact that I missed her."What do you plan to do from now on?" I asked, my voice low. Michael looked away for a while, biting the inside of his lips, his fingers drumming on the surface of his thigh."What do you think about everything that happened five years ago?" I asked. "I wasn't drunk, Freya,
Chapter 89Freya's POV"Wow! What a brave move, Freya. I've always known you to be such a little dove. You've done a great job, and I'll stick to my promise like I've always done," she said, showing off her walking skills as I let out a chuckle."I have no time for these. Give me the money," I repeated, this time with a deep frown on my face. Not fascinated by any move she tried to make, I kept glancing at my watch. It was getting dark, and I couldn't afford to leave my mom alone."Are poor people that desperate for money? I see. And how would Michael feel when he realized the woman he chose over me came here to trade him for money?" she asked, as I let out a short laugh. She must be kidding me. To think she had any slightest right to say those words to me.But then, I still didn't want to unleash my anger just yet. "Really?" I asked, moving closer to her. 'And what makes you better? How dare you show your face after everything you've done to Michael? How could you do that to a man y
Chapter 90Michael's POV"Freya," I called, my voice low as my hands caressed the empty space next to me. With my eyes closed, I still couldn't shake off the memories of the previous night. And somehow, it felt like I was dreaming again, reliving everything that had happened last night."Michael!" And then, I could hear a voice that was audible enough, making me realize that this might not exactly be a dream. The voice became louder and louder, and somehow, I could hear a throbbing knock on the door as my eyes snapped open."Michael," the voice called again, as I blinked my eyes twice. That was Emma's voice. My heart began to beat faster, and it felt like my whole mind was betraying me. Was Emma the woman I had made love with last night? Why was she here, and why was Freya gone?"Michael, do you realize you shouldn't keep me waiting for..." "What do you want?" I asked, opening up the door before she had the chance to do so. I wasn't putting on something decent, but a towel would do.
Chapte91Raymond's POVI had just received Ambrose's message, and a smile formed on my lips. I wondered what he had to say to me. There was no way I could kill anyone for him. I had never killed anyone, and I didn't think I should start now, not when he couldn't keep his promise to me."Ambrose, you called for me?" I said, a few minutes after I arrived at his mansion."How dare you?" he fired, landing a punch on my lips , as I could taste blood. Ambrose had gone overboard, and this time, I'd make him dance to the tune of my music."You, what gave you the right to hit me?" I asked, my face blazing with anger. He tried to attempt another punch, but I was quick enough to block it with my great reflexes."You lied to me. You deceived me and acted as an underling to Michael?" Ambrose's face twisted in rage. "The nerve of you to think you could do these things and go free? Do you really think you would keep fooling me for the rest of your life?"I laughed, my anger boiling over. "How dare
Chapter 92Michael's POV"Please don't kill me. I swear, I know nothing of what happened five years ago." The gatekeeper said fearfully, and one could detect that something about the way he acted was linked to the past. Had he been threatened by Ambrose? I needed to ask him what connections Mrs. Cooke had with the past. Everything was too difficult for me to understand. After many promises to send him and his crippled child abroad as a way to save him from Ambrose's threats, I could see the gatekeeper's walls breaking, his determination to hide the truth beginning to waver, as he began to weep. "Let's go somewhere safe," he said, his voice low as he scanned everywhere to be sure no one was following. I also kept my eyes on deck.We got to the gatekeeper's home, and I felt the discomfort of residing in a little place like this. The floors weren't tiled, nor were they properly covered against cold and crawling insects. My heart broke, determined to keep the promises I made with him."W
Chapter 140Freya's POV.....Twenty minutes laterRaymond's death felt like the end had come. I couldn't imagine watching the ever-energetic man lying motionless and lifeless with no breath in him. It felt like he was trying to say a word to me when I saw his hand suddenly sliding from my face. "Raymond," I wept slowly, never knowing that I would one day cry for a person like him."My child..." I heard my mom's tender voice as I looked beside her, not finding anyone. "Where's Waylen?" I panicked, my eyes scanning around her and even to the person behind her. "He just fell asleep. He's been taken to his grandpa's home and..." "Mother... we are all leaving as soon as Raymond's funeral arrangement has been made. I wouldn't want my son having anything to do with the Jenkins or the Smiths," I said, my tone measured and cold.Mum wanted to speak but was cut short by the mortuary attendant who came out with some things I couldn't even relate to; it wasn't my fault, I'd never had any reason t
Chapter 139Michael's POVEven as I felt the pain from the shot on my feet, it wasn't comparable to how I felt when Ambrose had taken possession of Freya. A lot of questions kept popping up in my head as I couldn't stop wondering why Freya had held her stomach. But then, my priority was to save her and everyone who had come along with me.When the gate exploded and the cops went in, I knew this would be the greatest opportunity to seize everything Ambrose had held. This was us winning, this was us leaving him to his miserable fate. But then, it wasn't the case here after the gunshot."Nooooo!!!" Freya screamed as a part of me went down immediately. The other person who had assisted me in standing had been shot and was lying in a pool of blood."Drop the gun now or I'll shoot!" Ambrose still threatened, pointing the gun towards one of the cops who didn't slack in his work. As he shot Ambrose's gun, it fell, falling from his hand. But then, I was just too scared to look back at the pers
Chapter 138Freya's POV"Freya, don't. I'm going to have to tell it to Michael if you do." Raymond said to me in a hushed breath. But then, there were a whole lot of people's lives at stake. And besides, the cops were never present in times like these."What on Earth do you know? Tell it to me," Michael asked fiercely, looking at Raymond's direction, whose gaze was fixed on me."Call the priest, everyone here is ready for a ceremony," Ambrose said as he moved closer to Michael, whose face was bruised, and his looks were sending fire. He said something I couldn't quite hear, and not long, I was taken away into the inner room for a quick makeup.It took less than ten minutes, and I was accompanied out by the man who had dolled me up. My mom's face was drowned with tears, and my heart was broken; but that was the only thing I could do at the moment."Wow! Look whose wife is here?" Ambrose teased as he moved towards my direction. I couldn't raise my face nor look towards Michael's directi
Chapter 137Ambrose's POV"You animal!" she fired as she struggled with my hand holding her tightly."Everyone's waiting... just say the damn yes!" My voice echoed as I dragged her towards the direction of a man who was seated quietly, holding a Bible and a cross."Reverend, bless our marriage... she said yes," I said, my voice coming out unsteadily as Freya battled with me to let her go."Let her go, Ambrose. That's enough."I turned around to see Raymond, barely on his feet with his eyes glued to mine."You, I thought my boys shut you up already?" I asked, moving closer to him as I released my grip on Freya."Surrender, Ambrose. The cops will be here and there's no way to avoid this anymore... you have to let go, Ambrose."I laughed loudly, giving him a long stare as I dragged his cheek with my left hand."You're being too nosy. This isn't your fight. Don't you dare act like you're better than I am.""Your son's watching, please..." he begged as I suddenly looked in the direction of
Chapter 136Raymond's POVThe weight of Freya's words kept taking my attention away. I closed my eyes for a while, thinking deeply about whether letting her go alone was the right thing to do. Somehow, I wondered if Jason was right about it all. I rolled my eyes, bringing myself back from the trance."You'll have a whole lot to explain to Michael. He just told me to keep Freya with me, that he was going to settle things with the officers," Jason said, his voice seeming to disrupt the awful silence that grew between us."Are you serious about what you said the other time?" I asked softly as he tried to play dumb. "Come on, Jason, you know what I'm talking about. Did Michael really come visit Freya alone and... the presents?" He nodded his head gently as I took a deep sigh."I mean... Freya had rejected the whole present, thinking it was from her mysterious husband. She even got into a fight with her mom... oh God," I said in deep regret. "But then... Michael only wanted to see her face
Chapter 135 Freya's POV"What did you say?" Raymond asked, his eyeballs suddenly widening as I took a deep breath with my eyes closed. "Wait, did you both..." He paused as I felt so shy about giving him a response. He turned around, trying to go back to Jason, as I grabbed his hand firmly, preventing him from moving."What the hell are you doing?" I asked, my voice shaking. "Of course, we need to tell it to Jason. I can't keep this from him.""What do you mean? Michael's getting married, and I really don't want this baby to... come into his marriage," I said, and somehow, I could see the resignation in his expression."You could hurt the baby, you know?" He whispered as I shook my head, trying to be strong. "I'll be fine. Just go be with Jason and wait," I said as he nodded. "Be careful," he warned before leaving as I wiped away the little tears that had plastered on my face.A few moments later, I found myself in front of a beautiful yet small house. I doubted this was where Ambros
Chapter 134Freya's POVI began to shake as we drove down a lonely bush path. Raymond held my hands in assurance, but it felt like that wasn't enough. I wanted more than just that... I needed Michael's warm embrace, I needed to feel his warm breath on me whispering to me that everything would be okay."Jason," I called as he replied with his eyes still fixed on the road as he drove with his cellphone mounted in front, which guided him with the direction. "Is... is... Michael coming already?" I asked, my voice so low, but I didn't think I needed to appear like I was fine without him. "Yes, Freya... Michael's coming." I nodded as I fixed my eyes on the wristwatch again as a private number appeared again as the caller ID. I picked it up immediately, fully aware that it was Ambrose."Hey... do you really not care about your mother? How aged she is that she can't even withstand the cold on her?" he mocked as he laughed loudly while my hand shook while holding the cellphone, but I tried
Chapter 133Michael's POVI couldn't stop myself from banging the laptop that was placed in front of me aggressively on the office desk, not caring about anything. The thought of seeing Freya so comfortable without me by her side, her sudden closeness with Raymond, and how she didn't even realize that I had stopped her from going out there because I still cared for her. "You're so stupid, so stupid," I muttered, closing my eyes to take a deep breath when Grandpa's call came into my phone. "Grandpa," I finally said after the third ring, as I heard him clear his throat from the receiver end. I wondered why he had called; it was always about the damn marriage."Haven't you seen the news? Where did Ambrose take the little boy and his grandmother to?" he asked, and I detected panic in his voice. "You should hurry over and do something quick," he said, as I let out a low chuckle. How on Earth did he get to know about it? "Grandpa, why do you suddenly care about the Rogers?" I asked, and
Chapter 132 The weight of my words Freya's POV "Yeah, that won't be necessary. I'm here already, and there's no way I'm going to sit back and watch you all go without me," I said, my eyes locking onto Michael's, who didn't say a word but kept his focus on Raymond. "Raymond, we need to get to Grandpa," I said, almost going closer, as Michael stepped in between. His towering height once more intimidated me as he gave me a long, piercing gaze. "I will not let you go on that road in search of them; I won't ever allow that," Michael said authoritatively, as I couldn't stop myself from laughing. "What on earth does he take me for right now?" I thought. I refused to be stupid, not to him nor Ambrose. "Dare me if you can, Mr. Michael Smith Jenkins," I said in gritted teeth as I moved closer to him, like I was daring him for a challenge. "May I have a moment with her, please?" he said softly, as the two nodded about leaving while I moved closer to Raymond, still locking eyes with him. "We