The moment Freya saw Frederick, her eyes immediately welled with tears. She felt wronged, resentful, and utterly helpless."Fred, why did you refuse to see me? If I hadn't come to find you, were you really planning on never seeing me again?"She wiped her tears as she stood in the courtyard, glaring at him. Her cheeks were flushed, whether from anger, humiliation, or both, it was hard to tell. Frederick cast her a brief glance, then stepped past her and entered the study.Freya bit her lip, her sense of grievance deepening. How could he ignore her so completely?"Fred!"Her voice, once soft and pained, now trembled with anger. However, Frederick didn't answer. He walked straight into the study and began his work. Freya had no intention of following him inside, feeling it would be humiliating to do so when he hadn't even tried to make amends!But once he entered the study, he immediately set to work without sparing her another glance. Her indignation boiled over, and she struggled
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