Freya averted her gaze.
“I’m sorry.” She said as she anxiously tugged at her clothes.
Suddenly, the unease surging from within made her unable to even look him in the eye!
Only the instinct to avoid remained.
Elijah set aside the towel he was using to dry his hair and walked over.
His tall figure slowly enveloped her delicate body.
“Look at me,” he said.
His deep voice was filled with a rich magnetism!
Freya leaned against the door, feeling a chill down her back.
She slowly lifted her head.
Elijah leaned in, and in the next second, he kissed her lips.
Freya widened her eyes.
She hadn’t expected this.
“Mm…”
She pushed him away, “Don’t be angry anymore, it was my fault.”
Elijah looked at her, noticing her thinner cheeks in just two days. “No, it’s mine.”
His dark lashes drooped, his profound pupils trembling. “As a husband, I’m not qualified. I always make my wife sad…”
“No.”
Freya stopped his lips.
She opened her bright, clear eyes, now tinged with a hint of moisture. “I always think that since you didn’t have parents when you were young, you must have lacked love. I wanted to give you a lot of love, to give you a warm home… but I always cause trouble for you, even bringing trouble to others. I haven’t fulfilled my duties as a wife. Sometimes, I feel conflicted. Am I really wrong? Shouldn’t I…”
“Freya.”
Elijah tightly embraced her trembling body, his heart aching as well.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” His hot lips pressed against her ear, hoarse and pained. “I shouldn’t have done that, Freya, I’m sorry…”
He deeply kissed the area below her ear, his voice husky and sexy. “I want to give you a lot of love too. I really want to protect you. But when I heard that you were in danger, my mind went crazy. For the first time, I felt like such a useless person. I couldn’t even protect the person I love. What kind of man am I? But when I think about the hardships you’ve endured before, I feel that I’ve been too harsh on myself. I’ve wanted to apologize to you for a long time, you know?”
“From now on, I won’t get angry at you anymore.” He pressed his forehead against hers. “Can you forgive me this time?”
Freya nodded vigorously. “I also made mistakes. Can you forgive me?”
“Silly girl, of course.” As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her lips!
It was a passionate and lingering kiss.
An indescribable affection and passion filled the air around them.
…
They didn’t know how they ended up on the bed.
Freya hesitated, “I haven’t showered…”
“It’s okay.”
“But I…”
After that, she lost herself and sank into the darkness.
…
This night seemed so long, yet so short.
When Freya woke up, the light streaming through the curtains was extremely bright.
She frowned, wanting to see the time.
She heard a gentle voice, “It’s ten o’clock.”
Freya sat up, rubbing her temples. “Ten o’clock?”
She slapped her forehead. How could she have slept in so late?
She got out of bed, lifting the covers.
Elijah walked over. “I purposely didn’t wake you up. You’ve been tired, haven’t slept for the past two days?”
Freya replied softly.
“Go wash up. Linda has prepared some food. Let’s go downstairs and have something to eat.”
Freya asked, “Aren’t you going out today?”
Elijah was busier than her.
He rarely stayed at home.
“I want to make some time to be with you.”
Freya walked over, hooked her arms around his neck, tiptoed, and lightly kissed his chin. “I’ll be fine soon. Let’s go out together.”
“Uh-huh.”
While they were having their meal, she hesitated before asking, “Any leads?”
Elijah naturally knew what she was referring to. “Yes, Evan and I will handle it. Don’t worry.”
As he spoke, he placed a cup of hot milk in front of her. “Drink up.”
Freya picked it up and drank it.
After finishing their meal, as they stepped out of the door, they ran into…