(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)"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)“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)I sighed heavily. As I was declared the bride of Ash Knight. The man who was suddenly married to me because my younger sister refused and ran away from the marriage. Being an illegitimate daughter, I was always used as a replacement for my younger sister. I was called nothing but a bad blood, a pet of the house. I would be given orders that I have to follow just like a loyal dog does for his masters. Just like this replacement was an order from my step mom.“Today, you have to save our reputation by marrying Ash knight. I hope you understood my order, very well?” My step mom Mary spat her words with hatred. As much she hates me more than she loves her daughter Stella.With a nod, I agreed to take her place and follow her orders. But deep down the truth is that I had secretly loved him since college days. Back then, he was my sister's boyfriend, so I always hide my feelings. But today life played a trick on us, and here I am standing as his bride and Mrs.Knight. I wa
(FREYA'S POV)It's been 2 weeks since Ash and I had that hurtful argument. I threw myself into my work. It was my way of escaping the pain and the silence at home. He ignored me completely, always coming back late or drunk. He even moved his room to avoid seeing me. It felt like he didn't want anything to do with me.I kept wondering why he wouldn't give our marriage a chance. His actions made me feel rejected and alone. Our marriage seemed like it was just for show, not real at all. It hurt a lot.I sighed heavily, when my phone rang. It was Clara, my friend from college. I smiled as I answered, "Hey, Clara! What's up?"Clara's voice sounded annoyed."Freya, I just got an invitation to a welcome party.""Oh?" I replied, curious. "Whose party?""It's Stella's," Clara said cautiously.Stella. My half-younger sister, who had always seemed to resent me. "Stella's back?" I asked, trying to hide the unease in my voice."Yeah, she's back in town," Clara confirmed. "I thought you should know
(FREYA'S POV)"You really have no feelings, Ash," I whispered hoarsely. I could only stare at him with a face of disappointment. I bit my lower lip so hard that it hurt. Clenching my hands together, I held back the anger and sadness I was currently feeling."I don't care. I warned you not to get your hopes up with this marriage, but you seem very interested in becoming my wife. Are you in love with me?" he asked in a mocking tone that made my pride feel like it was being trampled on by him. And that made me even more angry and resentful towards him."Why would I love a heartless man like you?""In that case, good. We don't love each other. I was forced to marry you because of my grandmother and you were forced to marry me in place of your sister. Neither of us wants this marriage, so... sign the divorce papers right now!""Even after all the things you've done and said, you don't apologize or feel any guilt towards me? Are you really this evil?"I swallowed my saliva with difficulty.
(ASH'S POV)"Damn it!" I cursed angrily as yet another valuable project was snatched up by the Dental Science company. I don't know how many times this has happened, but I'm sick of seeing my company lose billions of dollars.How great is that company that everyone wants to work with so badly? Which science company is better than my company?"Damn it! I can't let this keep happening!" I threw the document I had been reading onto the table. Then I stomped out of my room."Everyone gather around!" I shouted to all my employees.I had to find out what was wrong with my company that all the projects I wanted were always failing. I could see the worried looks on all of their faces. And quickly, they stood neatly in front of me. With their heads bowed down without daring to look at me.Who would dare to look at me if I was angry like this?"Tell me, what happened that all our projects failed like this? Are you not doing your job properly?!" I snapped with a vein of anger in my neck. I could
(Freya's Pov)"Mom... Mom!!!"I looked back and I saw my two children running around with bright faces. Coming towards me with their small but hurried runs. I smiled, amused by the way they ran which looked adorable in my eyes.I knelt down in front of them and hugged them tightly with my arms wrapped around their bodies. Then I pinched their cheeks one by one and smiled."I told you not to run around, right?" I said to both of them. "There are a lot of people here. What if you bump into one of the guests and you fall."I checked their condition, tidying up their slightly disheveled appearance."You're not hurt, are you?" I asked, then."Um!" They nodded simultaneously and I smiled a little. So cute. "We're fine. We're not hurt!""That's good. But next time, no more running around. Okay?""Okay!"We made a pinky promise. They have always been my source of happiness that I can't get anywhere else. The most precious thing I had that made me survive until now.I smiled, and then my eyes