Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Kristian Was Pure Scumbag

The reason behind Kristian's refusal was simple. Before Ashley returned, he needed someone to manage his elders at home-and Freya, adored by his parents and grandpa, was the obvious choice.

But sometimes, Freya couldn't help but wonder-did he really think she was a fool? Otherwise, why would he assume she'd play along in hiding his affair?

Now, with his sudden demand for divorce, frustration simmered inside her. Even after six months of steeling herself, a stubborn flicker of emotion remained. She let out a slow breath, crossed to the sofa, and grabbed her phone.

She tapped the contact labeled "Fred"-untouched for two years-and typed, "Check if Shaw Group's facing any issues. And find out if Kristian's terminally ill."

Fred's replies exploded onto the screen instantly.

"Holy-Freya?!"

"Never thought I'd hear from you again!"

"Two years, Freya. TWO."

"Where've you been?!"

She didn't bother explaining.

Mood sour, she fired back a single word, "Check."

Fred caved. "On it!"

She tossed the phone aside and waited.

If Kristian was divorcing her to spare her some tragedy, she'd forgive him-maybe even help. But if he was just an unfaithful jerk? She'd drop him without a second thought.

Thirty minutes later, her phone buzzed with Fred's verdict. "Zero troubles. No illness, no crisis. Why the hell are you asking? Kristian's loaded, hot, and sharp— you two are a match. Don't you like pretty boys? Give it a shot!"

She ignored the jab and shot back, "You are so blind."

Then she silenced her phone.

external factors meant only

baffled. Did Freya wake up

pause, she snatched a pen, scrawled her name, and shoved them into a drawer. Then she headed for

emerged, her phone was a disaster-dozens of unread messages and 32

blabbed about her resurrection

over her damp hair, she reached for her phone-only for

flashed; it was her

of

situation involving her

nor

a pause, she answered

Silence.

never one for patience, was about to hang

clawed

want?" she

hesitated, guilt threading his words.

were digging into Kristian. Need

had no interest in

beat passed before Hugh ventured,

the word hang.

Hugh's

She

"You" he started.

all, I'm done." Freya didn't want to waste any more breath

"Wait!" he rushed.

She held her tongue.

crackled with

muttered, "When are you coming

added, "Your

fingers tightened around the phone. For a flicker,

up before he could

frustration curdling in his chest. He

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