Chapter 64Freya's POVMy legs were shaky as I wobbled into Michael's car, which I had brought along. Ambrose's words had left me uneasy and unstable, and I couldn't think of anything else to say. I couldn't get the feeling out of my mind that he had something to do with Bella's death. There should be something I could do to make him fall to his knees and beg desperately. I didn't even reveal the fact that I had once seen Bella's bracelet in his playroom; he might discard it and make it difficult to get evidence. But then, right now, I need to clear my thoughts. I needed to visit the people I cared about; I needed to go home.****Naomi's POVI had arrived at Mrs. Tamara's home immediately after my conversation with Emma, the woman who perhaps happened to be Michael's love. My mind was unstable as I watched Mrs. Tamara walking away with a smile, heading to bring a meal, though I had refused, but she insisted."My daughter has always loved this meal. Somehow, she said eating it remind
Chapter 65Michael's POVSix weeks later...My love for Freya had grown, even though I still reminded myself that she was going to leave anyway in less than three months' time. Waylen had grown closer to Freya, and the adoption process was going to be successful in a few days' time. I kept wondering why Ambrose never fought for his son. Instead, he had remained quiet for the past weeks."Hey, man. Aren't you leaving for the event center?" Jason asked, the first words he had uttered after suddenly barging into my office. I never had any intention of scolding him. Today was a very wonderful day for me. Over the past weeks, Jason, including Freya, had helped the company with their efficiency, and somehow, I had regained all that I had lost."Hey, you have a smile on your face. You wanna share?" I raised an eyebrow at him, picking my new pair of glasses, which was resting firmly on the company's desk."C'mon, I know it's probably Freya. You've been this way since...""Come on, enough of F
Chapter 66Michael's POVI darted my gaze from my phone to Freya. I couldn't believe what I had seen. My grip on the phone tightened, but then I managed to keep my emotions and anger in check. I would never believe anything that hadn't been confirmed by Freya. There was no way she could do this to me."Michael, what's going on?" she asked, as reporters flocked in. I didn't remember inviting these reporters. Someone must have framed Freya and planned it perfectly for today's event."Freya, what's this?" I asked, showing her the pictures containing intimate moments with her and Ambrose, with the headline: [Billionaire Michael Smith, guilty for stealing brother's lover.] Everyone's faces were fixed on Freya and me. I didn't want this precious moment to be ruined this way, but I'm afraid nothing could be done, for Grandpa had also joined the onlookers."Freya?" I asked, hoping she'd defend herself and prove them wrong. There was no way Freya must have met Ambrose."Miss Freya Rogers, do
Chapter 67Freya's POVThe sudden photos of Ambrose and I left me stunned. They were pictures that I alone had kept in my safe box. I could remember how I wanted to get rid of them countless times, but somehow, my mother had urged me to keep them, in case my son demanded proof before accepting me as his mom.But then, why did the pictures from my closet become revealed to the press? There was no way my mom, Naomi, could do this. But then, I couldn't bear to see Michael this way as I kept mute, not finding suitable words to say."Is Waylen your son?" a reporter asked. And I knew I couldn't run from this question. Waylen was my weakness. I'd always prayed to reveal our relationship to the world, but why did it hurt this way?I could see Michael's trust for me, but then, I couldn't forgive myself for hiding the truth from him this much."Michael, I..." I called,"I trusted you, Freya," he said, as the words cut through my heart."She's a whore," some of the people who had gathered began
Chapter 68Emma's POVI couldn't be happier to see all of my plans working out. The pain and tears in Freya's eyes couldn't be satisfying enough. The fact that Michael felt totally betrayed couldn't stop my whole inside from jubilating with joy.I thanked Naomi for the job well done. But then, the timid girl would probably have been on her way out of the country. Poor Freya."Michael, are you okay?" I asked, watching him drink champagne from the bottle. I felt so torn within me to watch him depressed over what had happened earlier? I thought he once said he'd be fine without Freya."Baby, are you okay? Come on, everyone has left. You should probably leave too. I can drive you home, baby," I said, taking a seat beside him as I placed my hand on his."I don't need you by my side. It's late; you should leave. I can drive myself," he spat, his words coming out like venom.I needed to use this opportunity to stay closer to Michael. I needed Michael to see that I was ten times better than F
Chapter 69Freya's POVI already had my body covered with eggs as everyone fought to make a video of me. "Fuck you, whore! Gold digger!" they had called me. I couldn't contact anyone through my cellphone as I wandered around the city, looking terrible.The pain I was feeling within was far more than the eggs and objects that were being thrown at me. I could remember the look Michael had given me, and I knew he would never forgive me for everything."Michael," I whispered, as I used the last strength in me to place a knock on the door."My child," my mother called in a broken voice. Her expression probably revealed that she must have heard about everything. But then, I wondered how she knew; my mother never listened to the news nor used a big mobile phone."Mum," I called, forcing a smile, trying to be happy."My child, you can cry it out, baby. I know everything that happened, baby girl.""Mom," I cried, hugging her tightly. "It hurts so much, Mother. Michael... Michael.""Shh... save
Chapter 70Ambrose's POV"Oh, my sweet loving Freya. If only you knew how much of your mother's life you have saved. I want you to be more specific, Freya. What do you want to do for your man?" I asked, whispering as I rested behind my car, giving her a full scrutiny."I already asked you. What do you want me to do for you? Cook for you, clean for you? I'll definitely not work my ass for you. I won't be your dog, just like Alexis and the rest of them," she spat, as I laughed. I was surprised by her confidence. For a while, I felt she only became this proud due to Michael's connection with her. But then, she was no longer with Michael. She was more or less a hopeless person; how dare she speak with so much pride?I still had a lot of things to do with Freya. I needed her to explore all of my plans."Do you really want me to beg you?""You have no right to threaten my mother's life, else I'll be forced to report you to the cops," her words made me laugh loudly. I had almost forgotten m
Chapter 71Freya's POVMy hands shivered as I held onto Naomi's letter firmly. Tears kept falling from my lashes as I was about to open it when my mom's voice caught me off guard."You know, you don't have to force yourself to open it. When you feel it's the right time, you'll definitely see what's contained in it. My child, you need to give yourself a break. You've been in tears since the incident," my mother said, as I nodded slowly, my face fixed on hers as I wondered how I was going to live without her. Ambrose had threatened me with her life."What do you plan to do, my child?" my mother finally asked, as I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath."He's divorcing me already; there's nothing left for me to do, Mother. Michael hates me now," I whispered."Baby, you love him. I know I flared up, realizing the fact that you got into a fake marriage just to save me. But then, my child has found happiness in that man. I can't let you give up now," my mother said."Mother! It's not going t
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