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.
With Nina saying this, Pharaoh knew he could not convince her to stay any longer. He repeated his earlier words, "Use what I've given you. Don't feel embarrassed. Besides that, I have nothing else to offer you."He wanted to give her companionship, fatherly love, but after so many years apart, even though she had accepted him, they could not have a typical father-daughter relationship. Instead, he thought it better to offer her financial support, so she could get whatever she needed."I understand. I've never blamed you. I'll visit when I can, and you're welcome to come to Birkham too," Nina replied with a smile.Between them, there was never any blame. It was just that when Nina first discovered he was her father, the initial shock and the harsh reality hit her hard. But those feelings had passed.Hope flickered in Pharaoh’s eyes. "Really?"His only wish now was to have a genuine relationship with Nina, to be a normal father and daughter. If she allowed him to visit Birkham, it w
He did not want her health to suffer, and in time, Micah would naturally start to hold her in a special place in his heart."I was just thinking out loud. If you don’t want me to go, then I won’t. Wherever you are, that’s where I’ll be," Freya said softly, though a smile played on her lips. Micah pressed his lips together, about to say something when Freya looked up at him with hopeful eyes. "Can I at least go out and buy a few things? Maybe a pair of couple rings? Don’t worry, I won’t put it under your name." She was willing to spend her own money, as long as Micah agreed.Micah did not respond immediately, staring at her in surprise. "Since when do women pay for men?""Aren’t we different? If you’re okay with it… it’s just a keepsake. It doesn’t matter who pays for it," Freya said, understanding the situation clearly. She knew Micah was not going to buy her anything, so if he was not going to do it, why shouldn’t she?"Let’s not think about that right now. I can take you out
However, Micah was indifferent and did not call these people out on it.He did not expect that Freya would brush him off and face them alone. Watching her sit in the wheelchair, firmly standing her ground, something stirred in him. He quickly strode over to her.The people who had been loud and aggressive moments earlier suddenly went silent, their faces paling as they noticed his presence. Micah's lips curled into a cold sneer. "Why did you stop? Need me to remind you what you were saying?""Mr. Micah, we're sorry, we were just gossiping. We didn’t spread any rumors intentionally. Please forgive us..." "Please, forgive us!"......The group immediately dropped to their knees. Despite Micah's status as the leader of the Yaren Tribe, the people still called him "Mr. Micah" out of habit, and he had not bothered to correct them.With a cold gaze, Micah looked them over. "If you realize your mistake, then stay on your knees and give yourselves two hundred slaps. Maybe that will h