Chapter 31Freya's POVMy heart broke to hear Waylen's words; that there was no way I was going to be his mother since I was Michael's wife. "Baby.." I'd suddenly whispered, hearing his last statement. He looked clueless and confused as he kept looking at his father. My son only admired me from afar; he didn't recognize me."Waylen, excuse Uncle Michael's wife and me. Come on, Uncle Raymond is out there," Ambrose said coldly, without any empathy in his tone, as he went over to open the door. Fear suddenly possessed me, Raymond presence means my secret weren't safe. But then, this was my son in front of me. Besides, I don't think he knew that much about Ambrose."It won't be bad to have him here with us. After all, he doesn't understand everything that's going on," I said, looking directly into his eyes. I was prepared for anything that would happen."Are you crazy, Freya? Fine, if you want the little boy to..." Ambrose began."Dad, do you hate Unc' Michael's wife?" Waylen cut in, sc
Chapter 32 Michael's POV[I'm sorry, Micahel. Something came up. Don't bother waiting for me. I'll join you at home.]I stared at the message for a few seconds, feeling disappointed as I drummed my hands on my thigh with my back resting on my office chair.[Wait? Why should I? I'm home already. In fact, I'm on my bed. Don't flatter yourself, Rogers. No one is waiting for you.]I sent back, standing up and getting my briefcase and suit. I was such a fool to think I wasted almost two hours waiting for Freya."Dumb woman," I muttered, but unexpectedly, I smiled, re-reading the message for the third time, a sense of amusement still lingering on my face, picturing her voice with the texts."Don't be a fool, Michael," I muttered, taking a deep breath.As I walked into the elevator, I met Jason in there, bowing his head with a smile. I looked away, sighing and shaking my head. How do I avoid Jason without regretting it?"C'mon, man. I guess your wife asked you to go home after waiting for
Chapter 33Micahel's POVAs I stepped out of the elevator, I was taken aback to see the same car I had seen on that fateful day - the same car that belonged to Emma. My anger flared up instantly. How dare she have the audacity to show up at my home after everything she had done?I could hear the sounds of laughter and chatter, indicating that my cousins were present. It was high time I took actions and put an end to this gathering."Michael! Sweetheart," Emma cooed, approaching me with a fake smile. "I've been here for over two hours. Do you often stay this late at work?" She asked, as she reached out to hug me, but I swiftly freed myself from her grasp."You!" I exclaimed, my voice low and frightening. "Why did you come back?" I glared at Alexis, who stood with her arms folded, watching Emma's little drama with a mixture of happiness and curiousity. The nerve of them, thinking they could play me for a fool again."Get out!" I ordered, my voice firm and authoritative, not waiting for
Chapter 34Freya's povI had decided to visit my mother before heading home to Michael."My child, you shouldn't have lied about everything, what you did for me," my mom said as I cried, squeezing her warm hand tightly. My mom was getting better now, and I was so glad."I'm so sorry, mom. It's only for six months. After six months, everything will go back to how it was," I spoke so softly as she raised her hand, wiping the little tears off my face. "Mom, I'm so glad you're okay. I mean, look at you. Naomi really did a wonderful job in caring for you. I really...""That's why I want you to stop stressing the poor girl. Get married and bear a grandchild for me," my mom snapped with a frown on her face as my mouth opened suddenly, never expecting their words from her."C'mon, mum. Even if I bear a child, there's no way that child would be able to watch over you all of a sudden," I paused, "besides, I'm not ready for that right now," I said, my voice trailing off."My child," my mom calle
Chapter 35Freya's POVI kept waiting for Michael to finish his statement. I knew there was nothing sensible about his words. Michael was like a wind tossed back and forth. He'll act so lovely a minute, and the next, he's back to his usual behavior. I knew how hurt he must be to have lost his sister, to have no one by his side who loved him genuinely. But couldn't he see the fact that I was willing to do anything for him? Even if it meant staying with him, getting used to his cold ways, and assuring him that I'll be there for him. But then, he hurt me.To Michael, I was Freya Rogers, his contract wife. "Freya...I'm not really the type to say sorry," he started, staring at me as my inner self got soaked with shock. I mean, Michael Smith will never say sorry. Not even for a god. "But, I'm sorry for...I mean, not like you're right. You left the office without a word. You never picked up your phone despite my endless calls, and then you walked in late, which made me flare up. I mean, not
Chapter 36Micahel's POVAs I burst into the room, my eyes landed on Freya Rogers, her clothe lying on the floor. My initial reaction was a mix of surprise and embarrassment, but that quickly gave way to concern. "Are those scars?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.I felt a pang of remorse for being hard on her earlier. I wanted her to apologize, but seeing her like this made me realize that I needed to be the one to make amends. But I was glad she had forgotten her bag, which gave me the perfect excuse to see her alone. A man like me would have normally called Mrs. Cooke to return the bag, but I didn't want to miss this opportunity.As I gazed at Freya, I couldn't help but notice the scars on her body. They should have irritated me, but instead, they seemed to draw me in. I felt an overwhelming urge to touch her, to run my fingers over the scars and explore her petite body. It was as if I had lost all sense of reason and control.But then I remembered who she was - my wife, t
Chapter 37Michael's POVThe beating of my heart accelerated as I held my chest, sending tension through my body as I closed my eyes. I hadn't been able to focus on work for the past three days due to Jason's absence from work after the news of his sister's kidnapping."Michael," Freya called from outside, and I knew how worried she had been these past few days. I had rejected Mrs. Cooke's meals, and at one point, I lost my temper with Freya. But here she was, worried about me."I know you don't want me here now, and you want to be alone. But Michael, you have to eat something. In an hour's time, we'll go over to Grandpa's. You shouldn't look like this, and..." Her words were cut off the moment I opened the door. I mean, she didn't think I'd actually open it; I'd been by myself since Jason shared the news. Jason was someone I could die for."Michael..." she called as I left the door open and went back to my position. Freya walked into my room, her gaze never leaving mine."Any news fr
Chapter 38Michael's POV"Jason..." I called out, my voice breaking as I watched him take the empty space beside Emma. My heart shattered as the truth finally hit me - Jason had betrayed me. Had Ambrose perhaps manipulated him into helping him search for Maggie?"Isn't this Jason Anderson, Michael's secretary?" Grandpa asked, averting his gaze to my side as I remained too stunned to utter a word. My gaze rested on Jason's expression, but I couldn't decipher his emotions. Had he been stabbing me in the back all along, or was he being threatened? I had faith in Jason; he would never hurt me."So, young man, why are you here? What do you have for us?" Grandpa asked, his eyes narrowing slightly. Freya and I locked eyes for a moment, and she gave me an encouraging nod, which I reciprocated. For now, I realized that Freya, the strange woman I had once rejected, was the only one I could trust."Grandpa, Michael turned his company into a mess," Ambrose explained, "and as I speak, these invest
I Chapter 62Ambrose's POV"I'm here for you, Bella. Don't worry, nobody will ever hurt you again," I said, my voice low as I brought her close to me for an embrace. She held onto me tightly, like she would never let me go, while I revealed a sly smile, unknown to her. The problem with women; they were so stupid."I want to see him pay for what he did to me. I want to see Michael pay for hurting me that night. He's a murderer," Bella grunted, her teeth clenched as I could see anger and hatred in her eyes. My world lit up just seeing her reaction, and I knew sooner, Michael would go down the drain, and this time, no one would get in the way of my plans."I'd love that too. But then, did you happen to drink your cinnamon tea while I was away?" I asked, as she nodded her head. "I've never missed it. It was brought to me by that person who...showed up when you were arrested," she said, as I smiled. At least, a better person would take up Raymond's role. But then, his sudden betrayal neve
Chapter 61Freya's POVIt was the first time Michael ever admitted that I was beautiful. But then, I was still going to wear Bella's dress. I felt honored to see his deceased sister in me. For a moment, I shared in Michael's tears, wishing I had laid my eyes on Bella.Five years ago, when Ambrose and I were happily in love, Michael was crying his eyes out. And then, I wondered. Ambrose never felt moody, nor did he act like he was mourning. He had prevented me from knowing any members of his family. But then, that was the period Bella died, the period he told me he had a business trip with Grandpa but somehow returned saying it was cancelled. Besides, I'd seen Bella's bracelet in his playroom also. And when I heard about the 6 pm schedule of his, I became uneasy since then because, from five years ago, I wondered why he still had a 6 pm schedule that never ended. A schedule no one knew about.Maybe this was going to be a way of getting his weakness and using it against him. Somehow, I
Chapter 60Michael's POV"I love you, Michael," I heard her say, but then I didn't want to annoy her or push her away. After everything that had happened tonight, I knew my feelings for Freya were certain. I felt every part of her body; her sweetness was something I couldn't take my mind off. As I wrapped her petite body in my arms, I didn't hesitate to tell her that I hoped these feelings would never end."Freya, I...""Don't say anything. Don't spoil this moment for me, Michael, please," she whispered, cutting me off abruptly, which somehow put a smile on my face. But then, I knew this was wrong; I mean, Freya and I weren't supposed to have feelings for each other. But then, it was impossible for anyone not to fall for a man like me. Also, Freya was irresistible.I took a deep breath, accepting the fact that I didn't want to lie to myself anymore. Emma wasn't whom I needed, and I realized that days ago during my fight with Freya. Emma was once my life and love, but everything change
Chapter 59 Freya's POVIt's been three days since Ambrose's arrest, and I finally got the chance to hold my boy dearly in my arms. As I gently rocked Waylen to sleep, planting light kisses on his forehead, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. "I can see your love for children is unwavering," Michael said, his voice low and smooth, as he stood at the entrance of my room, watching us with a stare that made my heart skip a beat. "Don't you think you need to get yourself one?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with amusement.I froze, never expecting to see him standing there, but then, anything could happen when you leave your door wide open. "Hey," I called out, still feeling a lingering anger from the incident four days ago. Michael had already made it clear to me that I shouldn't expect more than just a contract husband. Then, I didn't think there was any reason to reveal my son's identity to him. After all, we owed each other nothing. In four months' time, everything would go back to
Chapter 58Michael's POVI folded my fists tightly, realizing that Raymond had just saved me. I wondered why he decided to betray Ambrose. Either way, I was going to put my life on the line to ensure everyone who stood by me was safe.Grandpa's face was filled with anger after seeing Ruby's secret message and everything that had happened on her system. "Grandpa, I don't know these men. Do not believe what they said. Besides, Jason gave you his testimony," Ambrose said with a hint of fear, looking at the two men."C'mon, Ambrose. You've gone too far this time," I cut in as Grandpa ended the call with the DPO. I wasn't glad that my brother was going to get taken by the cops, but that was the best for now."For a while, I had thought of changing my mind about the inheritance, but then..." Grandpa started."Oh no, Grandpa. You and I know Michael's the only one you want for it. But then, don't get shocked when you realize that I am right and he might be wrong. I'd prove that to everyone he
Chapter 57Michael's POVAs I watched Freya carry the weight of her frown, a realization hit me. "What if... all I needed was comfort?" I thought deeply, my mind racing with the implications. I wouldn't want to hurt a woman like Freya. She deserved so much better.My mind suddenly shifted to Raymond and his motives. Why was he assisting me in my fight? I couldn't decipher the reason behind the pain in his eyes."Hey, I..." I started, but Freya cut me off."Aren't you supposed to set your car on fire? It's been thirty minutes past the agreed time," Freya asked, her voice filleld with anger and frustration. Her eyes blazed with a fire that made my heart skip a beat. I knew she had every reason to be angry, but maybe all I needed was a little time.Ten minutes later, my brand-new Range Rover was engulfed in flames as Freya and I watched from a distance. I could see the pain in her eyes as she gazed at the burning car. I took two steps closer to her, pulling her into an embrace, but she b
Chapter 56Michael's POVI might have tried to ignore everything when Freya laid motionlessly on the floor. But then, seeing an incoming vehicle from afar brought back the memories and the vivid picture of that fateful night when my brakes had suddenly failed me. The pain and guilt I had carried for so long came flooding back.But then, something shifted inside me. Freya had somehow given me the strength to move on. Meeting Freya was indeed a miracle to me. Her words began to touch vital parts of my soul, awakening emotions I thought I had long buried................Right now, after spending a few minutes with her and sharing feelings together, I couldn't stop wanting to know what her statement meant when she said she didn't want to fall in love again. Although Freya and I were on the same page about not giving our hearts to the opposite sex, I guessed our bodies and feelings had suddenly betrayed us.I wanted to touch her, feel her delicate body in my hands, and then... make love t
Chapter 55Freya's POV"Was he going to watch another woman die again on a rainy day, or do something this time?" I wondered, still lying motionlessly, thinking of several ways to avoid the oncoming car. But somehow, I kept hoping that Michael would come to save me; at least, if I mattered to him like he did to me. "Freya, are you crazy! There's a car coming!" I could hear his voice, but it felt like it was from a distance; he still hid himself inside the car. My mind began to beat faster as the truck had gotten only a few meters away from me before it started honking, and the rain kept pouring down relentlessly. I closed my eyes deeply, thinking of how hurt everything made me; Michael not lifting a hand nor... A lump formed in my throat."How dare you, are you crazy?" Michael's voice came out in a loud and angry tone as I was dragged immediately from the soaked floor. I had my eyes closed, feigning everything perfectly, as I could hear the movement of the vehicle speeding past us.
Chapter 54Emma's POVI couldn't stop thinking that Freya and Ambrose had a history together. I couldn't stop thinking of how he detected her hatred for potatoes the very day we had a family dinner at Grandpa's. And then, he had her phone as his possession. I could remember his facial expressions when he looked into the phone since that day. And then, I'd intentionally mentioned Freya's name a few times in our conversation just to see his expression, and I wasn't disappointed. Something more than a mere coincidence was happening here, and I was going to reveal all hidden secrets."Aunt Emma?" Waylen's voice broke me from my thoughts as I rested my gaze on him, trying to picture something that I couldn't detect. Was there a way Freya would have given birth to a child like Waylen? They didn't look anything similar. I knew this was probably thoughtless of me. Besides, Ambrose wouldn't have looked at a woman like Freya."Oh, my boy, how are you doing? It's raining out there. The weather i