Micah gave her a cold, dismissive glance. "Do I owe you an explanation?"Freya's heart clenched painfully. She had no claim on Micah, no right to demand anything from him. The realization hurt deeply, but there was nothing she could do. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at him, her voice trembling. "I know I don’t have the right to ask you this, but... I really want to be with you. If you... If it's true, I could help you. We could pretend to be married. I could help you keep up appearances."She clung to the belief that spending time together could eventually lead to real feelings. She was convinced that if given enough time, she could win his heart.But Micah’s expression remained cold, a hint of disdain curling his lips. "You’re giving yourself too much credit."He brushed past her without another glance, treating her as if she were invisible. Freya stood there, unable to help him with anything. All she could do was watch as he finished everything himself.Micah broug
A hint of crimson tinged with sorrow filled Freya's eyes. She had loved Micah for so many years, and the pain of unrequited love was like a dagger to her heart. Freya believed that by confessing her feelings to Micah, he might be moved by her sincerity, and she could use that to win him over completely. But she had miscalculated.Micah remained as cold as ever. His gaze, filled with an icy darkness, looked at her as if he wished to cut her to pieces."If you can't take my words seriously, don't blame me for being ruthless," Micah snarled, grinding his teeth.In that moment, he truly felt a surge of anger strong enough to kill. He despised anyone who pursued him without understanding their place. He would show no mercy, even though Freya was a woman, because he had already done more than enough for her.Freya let out a bitter laugh, never expecting Micah to threaten her with death. She wanted to say more, but Micah turned his back on her and walked away, leaving her standing there
Otherwise, people would be the ones begging them, not the other way around.Nina gently rested her forehead against Orion's and whispered in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Orion, Mommy's back.""It's okay, Mommy." Orion replied slowly, his eyes shining brightly like stars. He loved Nina so much and wished he could stay by her side forever. How could he possibly blame her? And now, his dad was back too.Orion reached out his small hand to wipe away Nina's tears. Unlike other chubby kids, Orion was thin, with little flesh on his hands. This made Nina think of the antidote Nash had received. She immediately turned to Nash and said, "You should have Father test that antidote right away to see if it's real."If it was, that would be great. If not, they had not fallen for Dominic's trick, and they would not have lost anything. But after that, they needed to focus on treating Nash.Nash nodded. The next moment, he walked over to Nina and Orion, wrapped an arm around Nina's shoulders, an
In an instant, the crowd fell silent. The burly man's eyes narrowed, his drunkenness quickly dissipating as he asked, "You must be Micah?"Micah did not bother with words. He fired the first shot, barely missing the burly man, which only fueled his anger. The man shouted, "What are you waiting for? Kill him!" But Micah and Mr. Joker moved with such elusive speed that the attackers could not track their movements. Growing increasingly desperate, the burly man gritted his teeth, finally spotting Micah and taking aim. A twisted smile spread across his face. He was about to rid himself of this nuisance once and for all. But just as he pulled the trigger, someone threw themselves in front of Micah.The bullet tore through her body, splattering blood everywhere.Freya’s body went limp, and Micah quickly caught her, simultaneously shooting the burly man with deadly precision. Freya looked up at Micah, a faint smile on her lips. She felt content to die in his arms. Micah, however,
Micah remained silent, his lips pressed into a thin line. His usually handsome face was now shadowed with an unmistakable gloom."Do you need me to..." "No need." Before Pharaoh could finish, Micah cut him off sharply."Feelings only get in the way," Micah said firmly. "Especially for people like us. We're not suited for an ordinary life."For others, starting a family, having a wife and kids was normal. But for them, it was not.They had responsibilities to the Yaren Tribe, and their status made it impossible to lead a simple, personal life. Above all, there was the memory of his mother. After she passed, his father had been lost for a long time, and though other women had come into his father’s life, they were all reflections of his mother. She had been the one sacrificed, and now, as the leader of the tribe, Micah knew he was destined to walk the same path as his father. He could not split himself between the tribe and a family. If he had no wife, no children, then no on
Freya's sacrifice to save him this time left Micah unable to remain indifferent.……Meanwhile, Nina heard about what happened to Micah and how Freya had risked her life to save him. Concerned for her brother, Nina wanted to check on him. But Nash stopped her. "If Micah were truly hurt, things wouldn’t be this quiet. We would have heard something by now."He had a point, but Nina could not just ignore Freya after hearing what happened. The two of them had started as rivals, so it did not feel right not to check on her now.When Nina arrived, she found Micah by Freya's side. Knowing Freya's feelings for him, Nina decided not to disturb them and quietly turned to leave.But before she could go, Pharaoh stopped her. "Nina, wait."She turned to see him standing in front of her. "Father," she greeted him, unsure why he had stopped her. Although she had accepted him as her father, their relationship was not like that of a typical father and daughter. Nina rarely sought him out.Aft
Nina sat on the couch, lost in her thoughts, until Nash finally woke up. He had not expected to fall asleep, let alone sleep so deeply that he felt as though his body had been taken apart and reassembled. As he sat up, he noticed Nina sitting quietly on the couch nearby. The room was dimly lit, with just the soft glow of an amber-colored lamp on the nightstand.Nash could immediately sense that something was off with Nina. "What's wrong?" he asked.Nina turned to look at him, her gaze meeting his in the warm glow of the light. Yet, despite the cozy lighting, she suddenly felt a strange sense of distance between them.She did not beat around the bush. "When I came back, you were asleep. But I heard you calling out for Miranda."For a moment, Nash did not respond, and silence settled over the room. Nina did not know how to process her feelings. It had been five years, and despite everything Miranda had done, Nash still had her in his thoughts.But then, Nash quickly moved towa
Freya had not seen any signs that Micah was interested in anyone else either. She bit her lip, her heart aching. "You’re not dating anyone. Is it because of your responsibilities?"Otherwise, how could she explain why there was not even a hint of a woman around Micah?"That’s my business," Micah replied coldly. In an instant, his features seemed to freeze over, and his entire demeanor became dark and unapproachable.Freya understood that this was Micah’s way of trying to make her give up. But she was not going to. Shaking her head firmly, she said, "I won’t give up. I just want to be with you. You don’t have to worry. I won’t get in the way of your responsibilities. Can’t you just…""Don’t you get it?" Micah interrupted, his tone icy. "You’re not my type. And your recent actions have made me dislike you even more. I’m not going to be with someone I can’t stand."He was trying to make Freya lose all hope, and she understood that. But she refused to accept it. She was utterly devote