The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 2252

Chapter 2252 Colton got up and stopped in front of her. “As long as you‘re happy with the decision.” Freyja‘s eyelashes trembled. “Colton, are you doing so just to make me happy?” ‘Did he only agree to my request because it‘ll make me happy?‘ Colton hugged her, rested his chin on her shoulder, and his tightly pursed lips moved slightly. “I‘m sorry.”

In fact, he had heard everything when he was at the door. ‘Freyja has always been doubting Jessie, but I, on the other hand, have always thought that it‘s Deedee‘s problem.

‘It‘s not so much that I trust Jessie. It‘s just that I don‘t trust Deedee.

‘Deedee has acted very extremely before, so I‘ve been extremely vigilant of her, especially now that Freyja is pregnant. So all I‘ve ever thought about is Freyja and the baby in her womb. I‘ve never once suspected that it could be Jessie‘s problem.

And to guard against a child, I actually questioned the child‘s intention only because of what she‘s done before this, building a layer of stubbornness, prejudice, and discrimination.‘

He scoffed at himself inwardly.

‘After what I‘ve done, I have no right to complain about Freyja when she only thinks about Deedee.

And how will I be able to distinguish myself from those who hurt Deedee?‘

Seeing that he had leaned his head against the side of her head and remained unusually silent, Freyja turned to look at him. “Colton, are you alright?”

He turned his head away to avoid her, and his voice sounded hoarse. “I‘m fine. I‘ll go and take a shower first. You… You should rest early.”

He then walked toward the bathroom.

Freyja was a little confused.

‘What happened to him?‘

Freyja was pregnant and had always been very sleepy, so she would fall asleep very quickly. She fell asleep almost instantly after lying down.

Colton walked to the edge of the bed in his nightgown, stood beside the bed for a long time, picked up his cell phone, and left the room. Everything he did was done very lightly for fear of waking her up. He came to the balcony, and the cold late autumn breeze brushed through his short hair.

Hearing the familiar voice, Leonardo glanced at the caller ID and got up from bed abruptly.” Mr. Goldmann, you... Is everything okay?”