Fiction Made Me His Wife (Freya and Louis) novel Chapter 88

hapter 88 Embarrassing

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Before Freya could answer her own question, Aiden jumped in eagerly. “No way, Freya! You didn’t talk too much at all. I thought you were amazing–like a warrior princess or something! You were so cool! Honestly, I used to think if you ever got into a fight with someone, you’d probably just cry. But today, you proved me wrong. You were nothing like that half–dead version of you from before!”

Half–dead? What kind of description was that? Even a cannon fodder character didn’t deserve that kind of comparison. “Was it really that obvious?” she asked, skeptical.

“Totally! Ask my uncle if you don’t believe me,” Aiden said earnestly. “You used to pile on makeup like a ghost, sleep all day, and live like a zombie. I always felt bad for my uncle and wondered why he had to marry you. But now you’ve changed so much–I actually like this new you!”

Sweet kid, Freya thought. But you’re still too young. Your uncle probably doesn’t share that sentiment. I was just arguing with a lunatic in public–he probably thinks I’m utterly disgraceful. She sighed silently.

Louis finally spoke from the front seat. “Next time you meet someone like that, don’t bother engaging.”

Freya nodded quickly. “Right. Arguing with someone like that… it’s really beneath me. Total embarrassment.”

Louis kept his eyes on the road. His brows furrowed slightly, but then relaxed.

“That’s not what I meant. Arguing with someone like her might provoke her into getting physical. You’re too small to hold your own in a fight. And you probably wouldn’t be able to say anything too harsh anyway, which would leave you at a disadvantage. Best thing to do is walk away and deal with it later.”

Aiden nodded furiously, filled with admiration. “Uncle’s right!”

Of course, she mused, the big boss prefers handling problems quietly behind the scenes. But we’re not what we used to be. There’s no way we can deal with things the same way anymore. Even a wrecked ship had some nails left, but these days, all they had left was goodwill. And goodwill, once spent, was gone. Until they rose from the ashes, they had to be careful with every move.

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