Twins and Ex-wife novel Chapter 281

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Freya hurriedly pulled the covers over and buried her body in them.

It was the room of Mr. Fitzgerald in Kelsington Bay, and she must have had sex with that man here.

Thinking of her having sex with another man in the big bed she and Mr. Fitzgerald had slept in together, Freya could not wait to stab herself to death.

She was really not worthy of Mr. Fitzgerald anymore, and even if she died, she would not have the guts to face him.

Freya pressed her face against the bed, she wanted to cry but did not want to be seen through her vulnerability by the man who had sex with her.

She could only, biting her lip hard, sob silently.

Kieran, who pushed the door in, didn't understand why Freya had wrapped herself into a chrysalis. He put down the phone in his hand, sat on the edge of the bed and gently patted Freya.

Before he could say anything, Freya yelled out excitedly, "Get out! Get the hell out of here!"

Kieran frowned, shouldn't she be overjoyed to see him alive and well? How could she be so angry and tell him to get out?

Only, he hadn't even finished shouting her name when Freya grasped the pillow on the bed in a rage and smashed it fiercely at Kieran's body.

"I said, get the hell out of here! Get out! If you don't get out, I'll kill you!"

Freya gritted her teeth in hatred, she didn't want to see this man who had taken advantage of the situation and she didn't want to know who he was!

She hated the man, but she hated herself even more.

Freya did not want to shed tears, but her shoulders still could not control the trembling, Kieran pressed Freya's shoulders, "Freya, I will not get out."

"Don't touch me! Don't you touch me! You disgusting! Who told you to touch me!"

After Freya had shouted this, she suddenly felt that the man's voice coming from above her head was somewhat familiar.

Why did this voice sound like Mr. Fitzgerald's voice?

Freya shook her head vigorously, when she thought of Mr. Fitzgerald, the strength she tried to pretend to be, all collapsed.

Her tears, snapping, how could it be Mr. Fitzgerald! Mr. Fitzgerald died in a foreign country!

"Don't touch me!"

Freya's voice was hoarse, "And don't appear in front of me again, or else one of us must die!"

She closed her eyes heavily and opened them again slowly, only, her head was covered with the blanket, her world was dark no matter how wide her eyes were open.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, I'm sorry ......"

Freya covered her mouth to keep from crying too loudly, "I'm sorry, last night, I mistook someone else for you and I had......"

Freya felt that last night, she wasn't really being raped because she treated last night as a dream and she took the initiative.

Thinking that she had taken the initiative to throw herself at another man, Freya didn't even have the face to confess to Mr. Fitzgerald.

She didn't want to face herself, she didn't want to face the world without Mr. Fitzgerald, she thought to herself, why don't she just stay under the blanket and smother herself to death.

Kieran thought that Freya was so mean to him just now because she was angry with him for not telling her the truth that he was still alive and for making it so hard for her for so long.

He hadn't expected her to feel so badly, not because of that, but because, she thought, last night, the person she had sex with was someone else.

Feeling helpless and amused, Kieran pulled the covers off Freya's body with force and pulled her into his arms with one hand.