Fiction Made Me His Wife (Freya and Louis) novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Organizing Things

Chapter 2 Organizing Things

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Thinking about the description of Louis in the novel, Freya felt that no matter what, she couldn’t abandon him at this moment. In the past, Louis had provided for the minor character, and now that she had taken her place, Freya believed it was her duty to do the same. She could work to support him. If she were to leave, it would only be after he had his own income or

career.

After spending some more time sorting out her memories and thoughts, Freya got up and began tidying up. The minor character had been completely clueless about household chores. Two days ago, upon learning that Louis had gone bankrupt and that she would no longer receive money, she had done nothing but cry and drown her sorrows in alcohol. All the things she had brought with her were haphazardly piled up in the two–bedroom apartment Louis had recently rented.

It was a miracle Louis had such a good temper and didn’t hold it against her. Otherwise, anyone would have been driven mad by the chaos of this place, where there was barely any room to step.

Organizing all of this was a massive task. It took Freya a full three hours to stuff everything into a corner of her room. The pile now reached the ceiling, with over a hundred bags and more than eighty sets of clothes.

Although the apartment Louis had rented was small, the neighborhood was quite nice, with good security and a convenient location. There were plenty of restaurants downstairs. Freya casually ate a bowl of noodles and, remembering the scarce supplies she had seen in the bathroom, stopped by a nearby supermarket on her way back. She returned carrying a bag of daily necessities. She had also bought items for Louis, choosing colors and styles based on what she remembered he preferred.

Back at the apartment, she started cleaning again. When she opened the door to Louis’s room, she found that aside from a few more items on the bookshelf and desk, the room only contained a bed and a few essentials. Freya sighed helplessly. It was hard to imagine how this man, who had grown up in luxury, could endure such a life now.

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