Freyja looked up at Colton‘s back. He was so near yet felt so far away. Maybe they were a mistake
from the beginning. She was a selfish woman who didn‘t deserve his love.
Colton turned around and said to the bodyguard, “Send the child to the hospital.”
Sandy was stunned because she couldn‘t believe it. “What!? You care more for a child from someone
else–”
“In your eyes, someone else‘s child doesn‘t deserve to live. Not even your own daughter deserved that.
If you look down on women so much, I wonder why your mother didn‘t strangle you when you were
born.”
Colton looked at Sandy with a blank expression.
Sandy looked awkward, and her breathing quickened, but she couldn‘t say a word.
Colton carried Freyja and turned around. “Mrs. Pruitt, this is the end of your good life.” 1
The bodyguard grabbed her while she struggled and screamed, “Freyja Pruitt! You‘ll never be happy!
Never in a million years!” Freyja shuddered in Colton‘s arms, and her eyes lost their luster.
Deedee was sent to the hospital while Freyja was brought to the Seaview Villa. Colton carried Freyja to
the room and was silent throughout the journey. The air was dead.
The moment he placed her down, Freyja grabbed onto him and tried to explain herself. “I didn‘t want to
give up our child because of Deedee...” Her hair was messy, and half of her face was swollen. Her
eyes were filled with tears that were ready to drop. “But you also put our child in danger because of
Deedee, did you not?” Colton stared at her bloodshot eyes. “You never trusted me.”
She was too stunned to speak.
Colton got up and turned his back on her while saying in a calm tone, “You knew that your mother
brought Deedee over with a motive. I hid everything from you because I knew she had her, but I
promised you I would save Deedee. This could have been avoided if you had faith in me, even just a
little. “If I didn‘t send someone to keep an eye on your mother and know where she was, our child
would have been dead.”
Colton had found them quickly because he had sent someone to shadow them. If he didn‘t do that and
wasn‘t ready, would their child get to see the light of day?
Freyja was exasperated, but her tears still rolled down her swollen cheeks. “I... I know.” Colton turned
to look at her, then laughed in anger. “You knew, yet you chose to put yourself
in harm‘s way. In your eyes, the child and I are not as important as Deedee.”
She shuddered. “No...” Colton gently touched her face. “All your explanations are nothing to me,
Freyja. I have never seen your sincerity. I never really asked if you really love me or if I am the only one
in love.” The madness three years ago was when everything started. He had always thought that he
wasn‘t good at expressing himself and assumed that as long as he could get her, he would be able to
keep her:
He never minded Deedee‘s existence, but he cared about her attitude.
After what happened today, he felt that he wasn‘t as important as Deedee and that Freyja would even
trust her own judgment rather than him.
Freya froze as her throat dried.
Her heart felt as if it was slowly evaporating.
She had feelings for Colton even before the madness began three years ago, but she never felt that
she deserved him.
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