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
Micah instinctively looked at Freya. Her clear eyes radiated determination. He knew she did not have the capability to orchestrate something like this, and he had already confirmed with Mr. Joker that it was just a local gang causing trouble. Pressing his lips together, Micah spoke softly, "I believe you, but I don’t have feelings for you."Freya’s expression remained resolute, undeterred by his words. "You keep saying that, Micah. I’ve already told you what I want."A month was not a long time. But before Micah could respond, Freya gave a light laugh and spoke first, "Micah, I was willing to risk my life for you, and this is all you can offer in return?""You don’t need to use reverse psychology on me. The answer is still no."Pretending to be her boyfriend for a month would mean the whole tribe would believe they were together. Breaking up later would only invite gossip and speculation. Something neither of them needed. It was better not to start at all.Freya felt as if her
Being a perfect servant would require one to serve without personal attachment or feelings. Freya truly loved Micah to the point where she was willing to become someone devoid of her own emotions just to be by his side. But for Micah, that was precisely the reason he had hesitated to start anything with her. If he did, he would be fully committed, never just for the sake of it."Freya, you need to have your own identity. Your life is yours to live, not someone else's. Even without me, you'll find that there are other people out there worth loving."Micah's words hit like a heavy weight in Freya's throat. Even now, he was trying to guide her, to make her see reason."I'm not that bad! I've laid it all out for you, and you still won't budge. I don't want you to feel responsible for me. Just give me this one month, and you don’t have to think about anything else. Or do you really want to see me die right in front of you?"Freya’s voice cracked with desperation, and she seemed on t
"That makes sense," Micah responded, his lips barely moving as he spoke. "But maybe I just don't have it in me. Anyway, Freya is waiting for her meal, so I'll head back." He clearly did not want to continue discussing matters of the heart. He was not interested, and talking about it only tired him out.Nina could not help but tease him, "See? You said Freya's waiting for her meal, yet you claim you're not interested. People always say women are the ones who say one thing and mean another, but I think men are just the same."Micah tried to maintain a serious tone. "Is Orion feeling better? Shouldn't you be taking care of him instead of worrying about me?"Nina laughed. "He's still recovering, but I can talk to you and take care of him at the same time.""Go take care of your Orion," Micah said, carrying the chicken broth as he walked away.Nina watched his retreating figure, a smile playing on her lips. He was so easy to tease. It was obvious he had feelings for Freya. But of c
Micah decided to give Freya some space and did not monitor her conversation. As for Pharaoh, he stood by, waiting for Freya to speak. She hesitated for a moment before saying quietly, "I want to recover quickly. I don't want to be bedridden any longer. Pharaoh, is there any special medicine I can take?"Healing from such an injury typically takes a long time, and she could not bear the thought of wasting the precious time she had fought so hard to get. She wanted to make the most of it."There’s no miracle cure. The bullet went through your chest, and you’re still recovering. Rest is what you need. Besides, you don’t have any urgent tasks to carry out," Pharaoh replied. He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.Freya kept her head lowered. How could she not have something important to do? To her, Micah was the mission she was determined to complete. This was the perfect opportunity to get closer to him and an opportunity she could not afford to miss.