Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian novel Chapter 175

“Hmm…semantics. But what I’m reading into this situation is that you hold the key to your happiness. You’re in control. You just need to let it in. And not deliberately put obstacles in its way.”

I glance down at the mini orchids on his coffee table. “Can I?” The words are out before I realize I’ve said them out loud.

“Can you what?”

“Let it in.”

“That’s entirely up to you.”

“But what if she leaves?”

He sighs. “There are no certainties in life except death and taxes. Everyone runs the risk of being hurt; you know this. You’ve had more than your fair share of that as a child. But you’re not a child anymore. Give yourself permission to enjoy your life and your wife.”

Is it as simple as that?

“Now. Leila,” he says, and I know we’ve moved on.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Taylor pulls away from the curb as I watch Ana and Prescott disappear into SIP. My uneasy sense of bliss lingers. We’ve had an amazing weekend…more fun and frolics with Mrs. Grey. This is what I’ve been missing from my life.

“Sir.” Taylor distracts me from my happy place.

“Yes?”

“The R8 Spyder for Mrs. Grey will be ready at the end of the week.”

“Excellent. Thanks.”

His gaze does not leave mine in the rearview mirror.

“What?”

“Gail has a suggestion for you, with regard to Mrs. Grey’s birthday.”

“Oh?” I wait for him to tell me more, but he continues to drive. “Are you going to tell me?”

His eyes flick back to mine in the rearview mirror, and in them I see a silent plea. He doesn’t want to rain on her parade.

“I’ll talk to her.”

“Thank you, sir.”

My phone buzzes.

ELLIOT

It begins!

He’s attached a photograph of his team taking down one of the rear walls of our house on the coast. It’s a dramatic shot: blue skies, a gaping hole in a wall, clouds of brick dust, and five hulking men in yellow hard hats wielding sledgehammers.

Whoa! Leave some of it standing!

ELLIOT

Don’t get your panties in a wad.

We’re following the plans.

I’d expect no less. Good luck.

In the elevator at Grey House, I check my e-mails.

From: Anastasia Grey

Subject: Sailing & Soaring & Spanking

Date: September 5 2011 09:18

To: Christian Grey

Husband

You sure know how to show a girl a good time.

I shall of course be expecting this kind of treatment every weekend.

You are spoiling me. I love it.

Your wife

xox

Anastasia Grey

Editor, SIP

At my desk, I respond.

From: Christian Grey

Subject: My Life’s Mission…

Date: September 5 2011 09:25

To: Anastasia Grey

Is to spoil you, Mrs. Grey.

And keep you safe because I love you.

Christian Grey

Smitten CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.

Smitten doesn’t cover it. I want to do something special for her birthday, and I wonder what Mrs. Jones has in mind. I’ll talk to her this evening. In the meantime, I’d like to get Ana something other than the car…a gift that requires a little more creative thought.

As I sip my coffee, an idea slowly forms in my mind.

Something to celebrate all our firsts.

When I finish my coffee, her response is in my inbox.

From: Anastasia Grey

Subject: My Life’s Mission…