Chapter 2018
Freyja knew that from the beginning.
She had let her feelings take over during that drunken night. Maybe it was just as her mother had said, and she didn‘t deserve to be happy. She couldn‘t leave Deedee, which became an obstacle between them. This might just be the best ending. She closed her eyes and swallowed the pain.
“Colton, I‘ll have the child.” Colton looked sullen.
“What do you mean by that?” Freyja looked like she was drained of blood, and her smile was hollow and weak, as if she had fallen into a black hole.
“You‘ll be a good father. The child will be happy if they are with you.”
“Freyja Pruitt!” Colton grabbed her tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands popped up. “If this was what you wanted, did you find it amusing to play with my feelings for the past three years?” Freyja lay on the edge of the bed while his expression was unreadable.
“You would give up your own child for Deedee. You feel sorry that she‘s an orphan, but what about the child you‘re carrying? You want them not to have a mother too?” She froze, but her hand shook.
Freyja took deep breaths, and her tears kept falling. The nanny stood at the door and spoke. “Sir, the hospital called ” Colton glared toward the door with such a sharp gaze that the nanny didn‘t finish what she wanted to say.
“The doctor said that she had a slight concussion. There was bleeding in her head, and she has to stay in the hospital for a while since she’s so young.” Colton nodded with no expression. “Where‘s Mrs. Pruitt?” He replied, “We have her and are waiting for your instructions.”
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