(Freya's POV)Now it feels like I just solved all the puzzles in a magazine that I couldn't solve for a long time. The reason why Ash hates me so much is that I don't feel like I've ever done anything wrong to him. In fact, I thought, 'why' does he hate me so much just because of the love I have?The fact that all of this happened because of Stella made me so angry. How cunning Stella was to organize a rotten plan to make Ash hate me by using his grandmother's death, it was far worse than I imagined about Stella's personality.But, even though the misunderstanding that occurred between us has been resolved, I still feel like there is a big wall between me and Ash. The doubts I had regarding Ash's feelings for me. I can't guarantee that Ash will leave Stella and his son. And I also can't depend on my feelings for Ash who is still imprisoned by the strong relationship between him and Stella."Thank you for the jacket," I said as I took off the jacket I was wearing. “And also the ride,”
(Freya's POV)I don't know what decision to make to answer Grandpa Ash's request. I had to live in the same house as Ash, pretending to be his wife again after all the years we had been apart and with all the pain I had endured.Even though the misunderstanding that occurred between us has been resolved, I feel like there is still a wall between us. Something I shouldn't break because it will cause big problems.I also couldn't ask Reece for his opinion because I know how much Reece hates Ash and he would obviously reject the idea. Reece will definitely not allow me to live in the same house as Ash."All this makes my head feel dizzy," I took a deep breath for the umpteenth time.Ash keeps texting me asking if I want to have lunch with him and talk about his grandpa's stuff, but I haven't replied yet. More precisely, I don't know what to reply. Even when he called me, I just stared at my phone screen like an idiot. It felt like I was being chased by debt collectors.My cell phone buzz
(Freya's POV)"Let the servants carry all your things," Ash said gently as he opened the car door for me.I stood in amazement in front of the luxurious house with the decoration and everything was still the same as four years ago. When Ash and I still lived in the same house, it was full of sadness. I didn't expect that I would come back here, voluntarily, living with Ash because of his grandfather's request."Freya," Ash called when I just kept quiet.“Oh, yeah. Thank you," I replied quickly when I came back to my thoughts. “Hazel, Violet,” I called to my two daughters and took their hands as we entered the house.Before we left, I had explained to Hazel and Violet that Ash was a distant relative and that we would be staying at Ash's Grandpa's house due to his unstable condition. I was relieved because they didn't ask anything else and understood what I explained. I hope there won't be any problems while we live together, especially regarding Stella.“Freya…”I immediately hugged As
(Ash’s POV)I entered the room and saw that Freya was fast asleep with a blanket covering almost her head. I slowly approached the bed and sat down carefully. I was a little relieved because Freya seemed to be able to sleep soundly even though this was her first day staying at my house.I looked at Freya carefully. I never imagined myself loving the woman I once hated so much. This feeling of love grows bigger every time I see a different side of Freya that I have never seen before.She is caring, and soft, and always thinks of the people around her first before herself. Things I never saw in Stella. She always judged me on everything, without listening to my explanation first. Whether I was wrong or right, she didn't think about it at all.I want to keep Freya in my heart, just for me. But the situation was so difficult that I always felt restless and awry. One small step I take will have a big impact on several people, including me. My relationship with Stella, we have a son and I c
(Freya's POV)“Stella…”Ash was the first to stand up and approach her, looking panicked at Stella's sudden appearance. While I squeezed the handle of the chair feeling restless. I didn't know what to do when Stella suddenly came carrying her son. This makes me feel like a woman who is trying to steal her husband."Explain what's going on here, Ash!" she shouted in exploding anger.“Stella, calm down. I'll explain everything, but not here. There are a lot of little kids looking at it, aren't you embarrassed?” Ash tried to calm Stella's emotions, but Stella didn't seem to care.“That bitch… have you fallen for her cunning?!” she pointed right at my face. And my heart felt crushed."What is this!" Grandpa's voice sounded quite loud as the argument between us escalated. He pushed his wheelchair closer to Ash with an annoyed expression on his face.“Grandpa…”“What is this, Ash? Didn't I tell you to stop having a relationship with Stella? "You already have a wife and daughters," protested
(Freya's POV)I was stunned. The sound of the slap seemed to echo in my head as if it stopped the seconds of time around me. Never once had I seen Ash angry at Stella -his face was so dark, full of anger that he could no longer hide. While Stella staggered back, her face paled, staring at Ash with infinite hatred."You slapped me?!" She shouted loudly, glaring in disbelief. "After everything we've been through, you dare slap me for that bitch?!"Ash ignored her. His gaze remained cold, full of anger, as if the slap was just the beginning of a pent-up explosion."This isn't about her," he said sharply. "It's about you never knowing your limits, Stella. About you always involving innocent people in your mess.""Ash..." I tried to speak, but my voice was drowned out by the tension between them. Ash didn't look at me, his focus was only on Stella.Stella rubbed her cheeks, her eyes flashing with vengeance. "You'll regret doing this to me, Ash!" She stomped away from us.The threat hung in
(Freya’s POV)“You're the one who should stay away from me, Stella.”It was Ash’s voice when the door opened. Both I and Stella were surprised to see him come out. But I could see how Stella looked more shocked than me.She froze, surprise etching her features. For a moment, she was a deer caught in headlights. I held my breath, feeling the weight of the moment settle on my shoulders. The silence stretched, and I could see the flicker of fear in Stella's eyes. It was a side of her I rarely witnessed—vulnerable, exposed.“Ash, you misheard me,” Stella stammered, her bravado cracking. “I wasn’t talking about—”“There’s nothing to mishear, Stella.” Ash’s tone hardened. “I’m tired of this charade. You keep acting like everything’s fine when it’s not.”My pulse quickened. This was escalating fast, and I could feel the tension radiating between them. I shifted uncomfortably, wondering if I should intervene. I hated confrontation, yet it was clear I couldn’t just stand by.“Maybe we should a
(Freya's POV)“Why should I dress up when it's just a normal dinner?” I asked myself as I got ready to leave. I was still in the room with mixed feelings because this was the first time Ash and I had dinner out since returning to this house.I sighed and looked at myself, looking nervous even though I tried to put on a normal expression.To my surprise, I'm wearing the dress I've been saving for a long time, the one I wished I could wear when going out to eat with Ash.In fact, that wish only came true now with the same feelings but a different situation.“Well, be normal, Freya. This is not special, it will not be!”That's how I suggested to myself that today, tonight, and this moment would be nothing special. It's just an ordinary dinner.A knock on the bedroom door suddenly sounded, startling me as I was still focused on the mirror before me.“Are you ready, Freya?” asks Ash.“Yeah, I'm ready. Just a second.”I stand up and reach for my pouch before opening the door. I took anothe
(Freya’s POV)“Wow! You look so beautiful in that wedding dress, Freya,” Henry's voice broke through my nervous thoughts as I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the delicate lace on my off-white gown. His eyes gleamed with admiration, and I couldn’t help but blush under his gaze.I smiled softly, my fingers clutching the bouquet of flowers tightly. My heart pounded in my chest, but it wasn’t from nerves alone. There was joy, too—a joy I hadn’t felt in years, a happiness that made my stomach flutter and my throat tighten with emotion. Henry stepped closer, his gaze still appreciative. “Congratulations, Freya. You and Ash truly deserve this happiness. I wish you both a lifetime of love and peace.” “Thank you,” I replied, my voice barely a whisper. “It means a lot that you’re here.” I looked around the room, expecting to see his usual companion. “Where’s Reece?”A chuckle escaped Henry’s lips. “He’s with Ash, probably giving him some last-minute advice or, knowing Reece, a stern t
(Freya’s POV)"Ash, where do you actually want to take me?" I asked nervously, the blindfold over my eyes heightening my senses.My heart raced, both with curiosity and apprehension. My hands twitched in my lap, wishing for some semblance of control. He had insisted I wear this dress—a beautiful, fancy gown that shimmered with every step I took—and now, as we drove to an unknown location, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something extraordinary was about to happen."You'll like it," Ash's voice came from the driver’s seat, calm and collected as always. "We're almost there."I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, fingers gripping the smooth fabric of the dress. How could he be so nonchalant while I was over here, blindfolded and nervous? I tried to reason with myself. This is Ash, I reminded myself. But that didn’t stop my pulse from quickening.When the car finally stopped, I breathed out in relief, only to be startled again when Ash opened my door and took my hand."Careful," he said a
(Freya’s POV)One week later…"We have checked the condition of your husband's left hand and it has improved, so today we will remove the cast," said Dr. Allen as he inspected Ash's arm. His voice was calm, and professional, but the news hit me like a wave of relief.I let out a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding. It’s been a week since Ash was discharged from the hospital, and even though he had been coping well, the cast was a constant reminder of the danger he had been in. The sight of that heavy white plaster wrapping his arm had haunted me every day, a symbol of his pain — and my guilt."Thank you, Doctor," I managed to say, trying to keep my voice steady.Dr. Allen nodded with a warm smile. "However, even though the cast is off, Mr. Ash should still avoid heavy lifting or putting strain on the arm for a while. Full recovery could take a bit longer, so be careful. No intense physical activities," he added, his gaze shifting to Ash with a knowing glance. Ash gave him a mis
(Freya’s POV)“Henry, why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” I immediately stood up from my seat when I saw Henry standing at the entrance to my office, a warm smile on his face as he stepped inside. My heart skipped a beat, a mixture of surprise and relief washing over me. Without thinking, I hurried toward him and threw my arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight hug.Henry returned the embrace, his strong arms wrapping around me, offering comfort in a way only he could. I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the warmth of the hug calm the turmoil that had been swirling inside me for days. After what had happened to Ash, I’d been on edge, worried, restless. Henry’s presence was like a breath of fresh air—a brief reprieve from everything.“I wanted to surprise you.” Henry’s deep voice rumbled in his chest, and I couldn’t help but smile as I pulled away slightly to look at him. His brown eyes were soft, filled with concern and something else I couldn’t quite place.“You succee
(Freya’s POV) "Are they asleep?" Ash asked as soon as I returned to the room. His voice, though low, carried that familiar hint of playfulness. He lay in bed, his left arm still in a sling, his eyes following my every move as I quietly shut the door behind me.I nodded, walking toward him. “Yes, finally. Hazel wouldn’t stop talking about your promise,” I said, sitting down on the edge of the bed beside him. “What exactly did you promise them, Ash? They were glowing with excitement.”A smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he raised an eyebrow. “I told them I’d take them to the playground once I’m better. That’s all.” He shrugged, as if it were the simplest thing in the world.I sighed, shaking my head. “You’re spoiling them.”Ash’s smile softened, and he reached out with his good hand, gently brushing a strand of hair from my face. His touch was tender, almost hesitant. “I’m not spoiling them, Freya. I’m their father. And I want to do the things I couldn’t before... the things I
(Freya's POV)“Are your hands okay?” I asked in a low voice. I hesitated to touch his bandaged left hand. “Does it hurt a lot?”I'm currently lying in Ash's arms. So comfortable in his arms. Even though I was a little afraid because it would hurt him, especially with his sick condition. But Ash insisted he didn't want to stay away from me. Moreover, previously I had tried to stay away from him and asked Ash to leave me for his safety."It doesn't hurt that much," Ash answered softly. “Are you very worried?”“Of course I'm worried. You don't know how I feel when I get a call from the hospital if you have an accident. I thought I was going to lose you…” For some reason, those words just slipped out of my mouth as if I couldn't hide my true feelings for Ash. But consciously, I couldn't see myself losing Ash because of my love for him.“Somehow, I feel happy knowing that you are worried about me and afraid of losing me. That means you have feelings for me, right?” he asked while setting m
(Freya's POV)“N-no way…”I fell limp on the grass when I was told that Ash had an accident. Just a few minutes ago he left my house and I actually got terrible news like this.“Freya!” shouted Henry. He looked panicked seeing me crying hysterically with my body shaking violently. "What happened? What is it?" he asked, shaking my arm.“Ash… Ash… he had an accident,” I sobbed. Fear attacked me very violently. “I have to go there immediately! I have to go there, Henry!” I shouted with a pale face.At that time I immediately went to the hospital where Ash was. While on the way to the hospital. I was so panicked and scared. The realization hit me that I couldn't lose him, again. After everything we've been through together. I should have accepted Ash's love confession yesterday and I regret it now.“Oh my God… I hope he will be okay,” I said in a sobbing voice.Reece kept trying to calm us down and held my hand tightly. When we arrived at the hospital, I immediately ran to the nurse's des
(Freya's POV)After leaving prison, Ash and I went to the supermarket to buy food ingredients that we would use for tonight's party. This was Ash's idea as he wanted to celebrate Hazel's return from the hospital, as well as the fact that he was the father of my children. He continues to pamper them both with all the nice toys and clothes and often even comes to my house just to buy Hazel and Violet their favorite food.And I feel very happy because Hazel and Violet always look happy whenever they are with Ash. My heart feels warm and I hope moments like that last forever.The waiter prepared the food while Ash and I decorated the backyard into the most beautiful barbecue party ever. I invited Reece and Henry, even though I knew there was still tension between them. But beforehand I had told Reece that I had not given Ash an answer as to whether I would return to him.But regarding Ash who is the father of Hazel and Violet, I also couldn't refuse when Ash wanted to meet them seeing tha
(Freya's POV)"Ash," I called when I saw Ash had just arrived and I ran to hug him.He grabbed me in a tight embrace before letting go. "I came straight back after you told me that Hazel had regained consciousness. How is her condition?” he asked.“The doctor said that her condition had improved, but she still needed intensive care. Thank You…""What for?" his brow furrowed in confusion.“Because you have donated your blood to her,” I said.“Freya, what are you talking about? She is my daughter! I should have done it. Even if I have to give my life, I will do it," he said firmly. I was stunned to hear his words.Ash approached the bed but managed to glance at Henry who was still there. Hazel has opened her eyes since earlier and currently, the doctor has also removed the tube for breathing because Hazel's condition has improved.Ash sat in a small chair next to the bed. I watched from the end of the bed. His large hand grasped Hazel's tiny hand carefully as if one rough touch could br