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 brought the bowl of chicken broth to Orion, who looked pale and weak.

Orion lay weak and pale, his voice barely a whisper as he saw Micah, "Uncle... where's... Mommy?" His words came out slowly, his eyes filled with hope.

Micah felt a sharp pang in his chest, as if something had just squeezed his heart.

child. He had even worried

all he felt was an overwhelming sense

such a young child have to endure

of broth to cool it down. "Mommy and Daddy are busy right now. I'll send them a message today, and tomorrow, I'll call

nodded, Micah

and drinks for Orion, speaking to him

nodded again, sensing her kindness and warmth. But Micah

eaten some

signaling her to follow him outside, Once they were alone, Micah's gaze turned icy as he confronted her. "I've

I come see him and be kind to him?" Freya interrupted before

hope that by showing care for Orion, Micah might change

seen

room for

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255