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Hearing the sound of the door opening, Freya hurriedly pulled the covers over and buried her body in them.

It was the room of Mr. Fitzgerald in Kelsington Bay, and she must have had sex with that man here.

Thinking of her having sex with another man in the big bed she and Mr. Fitzgerald had slept in together, Freya could not wait to stab herself to death.

She was really not worthy of Mr. Fitzgerald anymore, and even if she died, she would not have the guts to face him.

Freya pressed her face against the bed, she wanted to cry but did not want to be seen through her vulnerability by the man who had sex with her.

She could only, biting her lip hard, sob silently.

Kieran, who pushed the door in, didn't understand why Freya had wrapped herself into a chrysalis. He put down the phone in his hand, sat on the edge of the bed and gently patted Freya.

Before he could say anything, Freya yelled out excitedly, "Get out! Get the hell out of here!"

Kieran frowned, shouldn't she be overjoyed to see him alive and well? How could she be so angry and tell him to get out?

Only, he hadn't even finished shouting her name when Freya grasped the pillow on the bed in a rage and smashed it fiercely at Kieran's body.

"I said, get the hell out of here! Get out! If you don't get out, I'll kill you!"

Freya gritted her teeth in hatred, she didn't want to see this man who had taken advantage of the situation and she didn't want to know who he was!

She hated the man, but she hated herself even more.

Freya did not want to shed tears, but her shoulders still could not control the trembling, Kieran pressed Freya's shoulders, "Freya, I will not get out."

"Don't touch me! Don't you touch me! You disgusting! Who told you to touch me!"

After Freya had shouted this, she suddenly felt that the man's voice coming from above her head was somewhat familiar.

did this voice sound like Mr. Fitzgerald's

Fitzgerald, the strength she tried

tears, snapping, how could it be Mr. Fitzgerald! Mr. Fitzgerald died in

"Don't touch me!"

voice was hoarse, "And don't appear in front of

her eyes heavily and opened them again slowly, only, her head was covered with the blanket, her world was dark no matter how

Fitzgerald, I'm

to keep from crying too loudly, "I'm sorry, last

being raped because she treated last night as

taken the initiative to throw herself at another man, Freya didn't even

she didn't want to face the world without Mr. Fitzgerald, she thought to

she was angry with him for not telling her the truth that he was still alive and for making it so hard for

so badly, not because of that, but because, she thought, last night, the person she had sex with was someone

helpless and amused, Kieran pulled the covers off Freya's body with force and pulled her into

"Freya, it's me."

dare that bastard take advantage

Freya's first

clenched fist could slam into him,

hallucinating, it really was

night, it wasn't anyone else. I'm

face up, and close at hand was indeed the handsome face that made her heart

face, and suddenly, she pinched herself hard on the

hard that it hurt so much that she

not a dream! Mr. Fitzgerald

wanted to cry, she also wanted to laugh, and she

any of these things. She was as fixed,

her soul, and she said to Kieran as if she were