All Chapters of The Day He Let Me Go, I Let Him Go Forever: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Third Person Point of ViewDaniel left the conference room at his company's Graychester office and loosened his tie. After three straight days of talks, it was finally over. The rival's influence had been cleared out for good.He powered on his phone. It had been off for all three days. A flood of messages rolled in—99 from Serena, one from Freya.Daniel opened Freya's chat without thinking."I wired 93 million dollars to you for medical bills, staying at your place, and other expenses."That was all. Nothing else.Daniel's brow tightened. He almost laughed from sheer anger.He typed back, "You think I'm here for your money? Are we seriously counting pennies between us?"After sending the message, he kept his eyes on the screen for ten minutes. Whenever he texted before, Freya would reply in seconds, sometimes even if all he'd sent was a punctuation mark.Now, the chat sat eerily still.He called her.An automated voice came over the line. "Sorry, the number you dialed is cu

Serena stood a short distance away in a pure white dress, willowy and soft.It wasn't Freya.Before Daniel could react, Serena threw herself at him. As she landed in his arms, his body went rigid for the briefest, almost imperceptible instant. He pushed her away without a flicker.When he spoke, his voice held a precisely measured detachment. "What are you doing here?"Serena tipped her chin up, eyes bright with expectation. "I checked your flight with Mark and came to pick you up."She bit her lip, a flicker of hurt in her face. "Danny, are you unhappy to see me?""No, it's not that." Daniel adjusted his cufflinks, easing away from her outstretched hand. "It's windy out here. You've just been discharged. You shouldn't catch a chill.""I've been at the convalescent center these past few years, and thanks to the medical team you arranged, I've been well for a long time."Serena twirled, the hem of her white dress flaring like petals. Then she caught his sleeve. "Danny, if you're

Daniel went still as if struck by lightning. He snatched the phone up from the floorboard. "What did you say?"Just then, the car entered a tunnel. The signal died, and the line cut out."Turn around! Head to the Seymour residence!"His voice was frigid, and fury churned behind his eyes.Mark was so rattled that his hand slipped on the wheel. He swung the car around at once.He'd never seen Daniel like this. Usually so steady and self-possessed, Daniel now had bloodshot eyes and a jaw clenched so tight he looked a second from losing control.The fleet of cars raced to the Seymour residence, and Daniel kicked the front door open and barged in.Alfred was sitting on a leather couch, sipping whiskey. He nearly dropped the glass when he saw Daniel."Daniel? What are you doing here?""Freya was married off to Velport?" Daniel asked, each word ground out between his teeth.Alfred stiffened, then offered an ingratiating smile. "Yeah, three days ago. Didn't you always say she was a h

Xavier asked, "Have you forgotten who you saved at the yacht cocktail party ten years ago?"Freya froze. In an instant, she was back ten years.She stood by the rail on deck, feeling the breeze, when she heard a splash. A little boy went overboard. Before anyone around her could react, she had already jumped in.The sea was bone-chilling, and Freya swam hard toward the struggling figure. She finally hauled him onto the shore after choking on several mouthfuls of water.Soaked through, she spared no thought for herself and dropped to her knees to administer first aid. "Are you okay?"The boy coughed up a few mouthfuls of water. When he opened his eyes, droplets still clung to his lashes.She shrugged off her jacket and wrapped it around his shaking body. "Kiddo, be more careful from now on. Don't go running for the deck."The boy clutched the hem of her jacket, his eyes bright as stars.…Freya snapped back to herself, looking at Xavier in disbelief. "That brat who went overboa

The day before the wedding, Freya sat in the bridal suite at Gaskell Estate. At the vanity, she let her fingers drift over the tiny diamonds sewn into her gown.Sunlight poured through the window. All around the estate, maids bustled to ready the grounds for tomorrow's ceremony. Everything seemed flawless.A soft knock came at the door."Princess?"Xavier slipped in, a cup of herbal tea in one hand and a small velvet box in the other. He wore a crisply pressed black suit, the collar open a notch. His eyes were almost impossibly gentle.He set the teacup by her hand. His voice held a quiet resignation. "You hardly ate any breakfast. The kitchen says you only had half a cup of milk."Freya lifted her gaze to him, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "Are you trying to keep me in line?"He leaned closer and offered the gift box. "I wouldn't dare. I just don't want you going hungry."Freya opened it to find a few delicate pieces of chocolate from Irelia inside."I heard you used to