Chapter 82

Warning: Rated SPG

“Freya, why are you drinking without eating first? It’s a good thing Rian contacted me because if not, maybe some poncio pilato took you home. It’s getting late!” Jackson looked worried.

A day has passed since Yael’s funeral.

Freya rubbed her eyes. “Jacob? W-what are you doing here?” she asked while staring at Jackson’s face.

“You’re already drunk. Lie down there and I’ll cook you dinner.” Jackson was about to walk towards the kitchen when Freya suddenly nudged him.

“Don’t leave me. Yael has already left me, did you too?” Freya pleaded.

Jackson sighed and gently sat down on the mattress where Freya was lying.

“How do you do it?” Freya asked sincerely.

“Which?” Jackson said.

“Do not be miserable after everything has happened.” Freya lay on his side. Now he was staring into Jackson’s eyes. Her eyes were still swollen from being drunk.

“Yael is now in paradise. There’s no point to dump your life just because he died. I know how much you love Yael, Freya, but I also kn