Chapter 167 Better To Lock The Bedroom Door
Fear gripped him, the fear that Freya might utter more heart–wrenching words. It felt as if a knife had pierced his heart, and the wound could prove fatal.
Freya instinctively pushed him away, swiftly retreating from his grasp.
Nathaniel observed her defensive expression and sneered, then rose and returned to the sofa.
His handsome face regained its previous coldness. He took a deep breath and said with a forced smile, “Freya, I too appreciate the wedding dress you selected for Abigail.
Freya’s hands clenched and then relaxed.
She offered a light smile, Tm glad both you and Ms. Hill approve. It’s a shame time is so limited. otherwise I would have personally designed the pattern on Ms. Hill’s wedding dress. I still need to finish the company’s design sketch.”
Nathaniel’s expression darkened at her words. He gritted his teeth and replied with a strained smile. “Thank you, Ms. Gomez. I’m sure there will be many opportunities for you to contribute to our lives as a married couple.”
“After you finish the company’s blueprint drawings for the bid, you could assist us with the wedding details. And when Abigail and I have children, you could design their clothes. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to showcase your talents.”
The word “children” from Nathaniel’s lips was a lethal blow. Freya had managed to maintain her composure until then.
But the mention of “children” shattered her facade, and her smile crumbled.
After a long pause, she managed a weak smile and said. “As long as Mr. Morgan pays me adequately. I can do whatever you wish, even designing clothes for your baby,”
Nathaniel felt the conversation had reached a stalemate, and he could no longer bear to stay.
He rose and headed towards the guest bedroom door Freya watched his retreating figure and made a mental note to lock the bedroom door next time.
She had grown careless since he hadn’t visited in a while.
Just as Nathaniel’s hand touched the doorknob, the roar of a motorcycle echoed from outside the villa.
Simultaneously, Freya’s phone on the bed lit up, displaying a message from Sawyer on the single–read. only application.
Freya glanced at the time and realized it was past eleven. She had assumed it was much later, given the length of her nightmare.
She had barely fallen asleep when Sawyer’s message arrived. Freya instinctively grabbed her phone. and coured the screen harelu revistering the maccase the annlication’s small snarbler flickered
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Chapter 167 Better To Lock The Bedroom Door
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Nathaniel turned and walked towards her.
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