When He Married My Savior in Secret (Freda Lane) novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Treda slept for a long time. When thirst finally woke her up, the entire room was pitch black

She struggled to sit up and instinctively reached toward the nightstand Cyril always left her a glass of warm water there every night.

Tonight, there was nothing.

Freda’s heart sank, then she laughed bitterly at herself. After Jolie got pregnant, no matter how hard Cyril tried to act, he could never love her the way he used to.

She got up and headed downstairs. As she passed the guest room, she heard Cyril’s voice and instinctively stopped.

“I feel so terrible that Miss Freda got hurt because of me. I’m such a klutz–I should’ve been more careful.” Jolie was sobbing.

“You’re pregnant–you need to eat. Miss Freda’s just making a huge deal out of nothing. It’s my fault for spoiling her so much. Stop crying, baby–it’s breaking my heart.” Cyril held her close, stroking her hair. “God, you’ve gotten so emotional lately.”

“Stop being mean to me.” Jolie pouted playfully, her voice sweet and whiny.

Cyril’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he looked away. After what happened on the boat, he’d almost caused Jolie to miscarry–he didn’t dare fuck her anymore.

“Is my man all worked up? Too bad Miss Freda’s hurt and can’t satisfy you properly.”

“Even if she wasn’t hurt, she’s got nothing on you on bed, you little slut. I can control myself until the baby’s safe, then I’m gonna fuck you senseless for seducing me like this.” Cyril’s lips curved into a smirk.

“Let me help you.” After saying this, Jolie slid down his body and knelt between his legs…

The contrast between her seductive face and innocent voice, combined with her sucking movements, made Cyril groan involuntarily.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so good at this.”

Seeing this scene again, Freda felt absolutely nothing. She numbly continued downstairs to get water.

Maybe because of her head injury, she’d slept incredibly deeply and didn’t wake up until the next evening.

“Honey, you’re the one I was trying to save, but you fell too fast–I couldn’t catch you…” Cyril rushed to explain when he saw her wake up, his eyes shifty and avoiding hers.

Freda looked at him, too tired to call out his lies. She simply asked flatly, “Where’s Jolie?”

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“She didn’t do it on purpose. Don’t be mad at her she’s just a clumsy kid, and she nearly hurt herself as well, cyrtl made excuses for her.

“I see.” Freda’s tone was completely neutral, showing no emotion whatsoever. “Tomorrow’s the anniversary of my parents‘ death. Will you come with me?”

“Of course I will.” Cyril seemed relieved that Freda wasn’t angry, but then he studied her more carefully.

Something felt different about her. When she looked at him, there seemed to be less love in her eyes.

Cyril wanted to ask about it, but Freda had already closed her eyes.

She spent the entire night in a drowsy haze, seeming to sleep constantly. Several times Cyril tried to talk to her, but she didn’t respond.

The next day was the anniversary of her parents‘ death. Freda got up early, washed up, and put on a black casual outfit before getting into Cyril’s car.

Cyril thoughtfully prepared breakfast and flowers for her. Seeing her pale complexion, he felt sorry for her, thinking she was grieving, and tried to make conversation during the drive.

Freda remained largely uninterested, barely responding.

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