Chapter 50Freya's POVI knocked twice on Michael's door, holding my treatment kits tightly. He ushered me in, and I gazed around his room, my eyes drawn to the spot where Emma's portrait once hung. A faint, nostalgic smile crossed my face as I remembered how he never put it back after she betrayed him."So, will you keep staring at only God knows what, or .." he paused, his gaze resting on the box I carried. "What the hell is that?" he asked, with curiousity and amusement. I smiled, walking over to take a seat on the bed as he stood, placing his hand over his chest and watching me."Sit down," I said, smiling broadly, as I pushed a strand of hair away from my face. Michael remained standing, narrowing his gaze at me. I laughed, feeling a flutter in my chest."Freya, what are you up to?" Michael asked, his voice low and husky."Come on, it's a first aid kit. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?" I replied."Yeah, in fact, I looked like the one and only billionaire Michael Smith,
Chapter 51Ambrose's POVI sank comfortably into the plush sofa in the sitting room, facing Raymond and Alexis. Tomorrow was the day Grandpa would finally lift the sole beneficiary title off Michael's head. He wouldn't be able to cope with the responsibilities. Despite his vast wealth and real estate empire, he would never get his hands on that life-changing inheritance. Never!"So, everything is finalized," Alexis said, her voice bringing me back to reality. "It's just so sad that Ruby got arrested. I mean, it's difficult knowing the ins and outs of Michael's affairs right now." She added, as I took a deep breath, my mind refocusing."Yeah, I bailed her out already," I said. "But she's no longer welcome in Michael's company." I mentally cursed her for being so irrational and thoughtless."Ruby's so stupid," Raymond cut in. "How dare she barge into your estate without alerting you? And the maid, how could she be so stupid to..." I cut him off, as I was losing my patience."Raymond!"
Chapter 52Michael's pov"Hey, will you be okay tonight or do you want me to drive you home? The last time it rained, you ended up like victims of..." Jason started, but I cut him off."Cut it off! That happened as a result of Freya's driving mess. She's just so clumsy and restless," I said, interrupting Jason's speech as I put on my cufflinks. My tone was laced with irritation, but Jason's next words caught me off guard."Really? Like you never enjoyed her restlessness these few days of her at the office. C'mon, Michael, you need to see how alive you are with Freya by your side. That woman is a miracle," Jason said, his voice filled with amusement. For a moment, I was taken aback, and I didn't argue. I had to admit, Freya was like a breath of fresh air. She had a way of making people smile."Do you really have to end it with her after the contract expires? Come on, she's single, and so are you. She might not have the kind of height or hair color you want, but then... I feel it in me
Chapter 53Michael's POVI kept wondering what Raymond was up to. Was it perhaps some kind of trick? Or was it rather some kind of plot? I fixed my gaze on him, multiple feelings swirling up my mind. But then, I could sense from within me that he was hiding some kind of pain, but I didn't mind."What do you want? Why are you here?" I asked, my face firm as Freya slowly walked over to my side, probably as a hiding place. "I can help you take down Ambrose," he said, as I narrowed my eyes, looking deep into his face like I was searching for answers."And why would you want to do that? Have you forgotten I'm Michael, and then, haven't you always wanted my downfall? May I demand why you had the guts to barge into my office, disturbing my beautiful wife and me?" I asked, as I momentarily locked eyes with Freya. I couldn't stop staring at her as I closed my eyes, shaking off the erotic thought that had just popped into my mind."And what exactly do you plan to do this time?" I asked, my word
Chapter 54Emma's POVI couldn't stop thinking that Freya and Ambrose had a history together. I couldn't stop thinking of how he detected her hatred for potatoes the very day we had a family dinner at Grandpa's. And then, he had her phone as his possession. I could remember his facial expressions when he looked into the phone since that day. And then, I'd intentionally mentioned Freya's name a few times in our conversation just to see his expression, and I wasn't disappointed. Something more than a mere coincidence was happening here, and I was going to reveal all hidden secrets."Aunt Emma?" Waylen's voice broke me from my thoughts as I rested my gaze on him, trying to picture something that I couldn't detect. Was there a way Freya would have given birth to a child like Waylen? They didn't look anything similar. I knew this was probably thoughtless of me. Besides, Ambrose wouldn't have looked at a woman like Freya."Oh, my boy, how are you doing? It's raining out there. The weather i
Chapter 55Freya's POV"Was he going to watch another woman die again on a rainy day, or do something this time?" I wondered, still lying motionlessly, thinking of several ways to avoid the oncoming car. But somehow, I kept hoping that Michael would come to save me; at least, if I mattered to him like he did to me. "Freya, are you crazy! There's a car coming!" I could hear his voice, but it felt like it was from a distance; he still hid himself inside the car. My mind began to beat faster as the truck had gotten only a few meters away from me before it started honking, and the rain kept pouring down relentlessly. I closed my eyes deeply, thinking of how hurt everything made me; Michael not lifting a hand nor... A lump formed in my throat."How dare you, are you crazy?" Michael's voice came out in a loud and angry tone as I was dragged immediately from the soaked floor. I had my eyes closed, feigning everything perfectly, as I could hear the movement of the vehicle speeding past us.
Chapter 56Michael's POVI might have tried to ignore everything when Freya laid motionlessly on the floor. But then, seeing an incoming vehicle from afar brought back the memories and the vivid picture of that fateful night when my brakes had suddenly failed me. The pain and guilt I had carried for so long came flooding back.But then, something shifted inside me. Freya had somehow given me the strength to move on. Meeting Freya was indeed a miracle to me. Her words began to touch vital parts of my soul, awakening emotions I thought I had long buried................Right now, after spending a few minutes with her and sharing feelings together, I couldn't stop wanting to know what her statement meant when she said she didn't want to fall in love again. Although Freya and I were on the same page about not giving our hearts to the opposite sex, I guessed our bodies and feelings had suddenly betrayed us.I wanted to touch her, feel her delicate body in my hands, and then... make love t
Chapter 57Michael's POVAs I watched Freya carry the weight of her frown, a realization hit me. "What if... all I needed was comfort?" I thought deeply, my mind racing with the implications. I wouldn't want to hurt a woman like Freya. She deserved so much better.My mind suddenly shifted to Raymond and his motives. Why was he assisting me in my fight? I couldn't decipher the reason behind the pain in his eyes."Hey, I..." I started, but Freya cut me off."Aren't you supposed to set your car on fire? It's been thirty minutes past the agreed time," Freya asked, her voice filleld with anger and frustration. Her eyes blazed with a fire that made my heart skip a beat. I knew she had every reason to be angry, but maybe all I needed was a little time.Ten minutes later, my brand-new Range Rover was engulfed in flames as Freya and I watched from a distance. I could see the pain in her eyes as she gazed at the burning car. I took two steps closer to her, pulling her into an embrace, but she b
Chapter 141 Michael's POVAs we stepped out of the car into Grandpa's estate, I couldn't stop feeling down and scared. I felt a wave of cold breeze wash over me as I paused. "Michael?" Jason called me while my face was bent towards the floor as I blamed myself for everything. Freya was right; if I had believed in Raymond for once, he wouldn't have had to die. I tightened my eyes as I folded my fist, controlling how much anger I felt towards Ambrose, and I vowed to make him pay; he was going to pay for everything he's done."It's not your fault," Freya's soothing voice cut me from my thought. I didn't know why she was getting me confused or why she suddenly cared about me. "Raymond's death has nothing to do with..." "Don't lie to yourself, Freya; don't patronize me. You said it clearly, that he died because of me," I snapped, shutting her up completely as I forced a smile before I left her standing together with Jason as I walked into Grandpa's main mansion."Michael, oh no! Tell me i
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