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But almost immediately, she noticed something different.

Here, not in his room, but in a completely unfamiliar room.

"Freya, you're awake."

Hearing Jacob's voice, Freya's eyelids jerked up and she scrambled to lower her head and check the clothes she

was wearing, she found that what she was wearing was no longer last night's evening gown, but a clean set of

pajamas.

For a moment, panic set in in her mind to the extreme.

She has no half-remembered memory of what happened last night after she fainted.

How did she get picked up by Jacob? And who changed the clothes on her body? And what had he done to her last

night?

Thinking of the predatory kiss outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, the uneasiness in Freya's heart intensified.

She never thought that Jacob was a good man, that he had bad intentions for her, and that nothing good would

come of her falling into his hands!

Seeing Freya in this defensive manner, Jacob could not help but feel amused.

For the first time he was so decent and gentle and considerate, and she was scared.

"Jacob, last night, we ......"

Knowing what she was worried about, Jacob didn't want her to get the wrong idea, he said lightly, "Freya, I didn't

touch you, the maid changed the clothes for you."

After saying this, Jacob even despised himself.

What happened to being cruel and violent and shying away from words? In front of this woman, he could not help

but be gentle again and again.

Hearing him say that, Freya was finally relieved, and when she saw that she was close to him, she subconsciously

stepped back.

"Jacob, thank you for your help last night, but I have saved you before, so we are even. Now, we don't owe each

other anymore, and in the future, you should not appear in front of me anymore!"

Freya was still uncomfortable, but she didn't want to spend a minute more with this dangerous man, she held the

edge of the bed and got out of it, and before she managed to get down, her wrist was pressed heavily by him.

"Freya, you're sick and can't leave now!"

"I know my own body best, I'm fine now! Mr. Wells, please let go!"

"Freya, let me take care of you!"

With these words, Jacob was clearly not asking for Freya's advice, but rather an order.

Realizing that his tone seemed too cold and hard, he eased his voice, "Freya, I will treat you well."

Freya would not think that a man who could feed her to the wolves would treat her any better.

And, last night, he had forcibly kissed her.

He is too dominant, too strong and too egotistical, he is, for now, somewhat interested in her and perhaps has

some patience with her, but when his interest is worn out, he will not make it easy for her!

Freya shook his hand away with force, "Mr. Wells, if you really want what's best for me, let me get out of here!"

She desperately wanted to see Kieran, even if he had thrown her away.

The injury on his leg hasn't completely healed, he's walking with a slight limp now, and if she doesn't insist on giving

him acupuncture and massage, his leg will definitely leave him with after-effects!

He could hate her or not want her, but she couldn't leave the injury on his leg alone.

"Freya, you are so misbehaving!"

Jacob was not a good-tempered person, and after being rejected by her time and again, the gloom on his face

could no longer be hidden. He leaned forward, almost crushing her underneath him, and his voice carried a heavy

warning, "Freya, do you know what will happen if you disobey me?"

His lips were close at hand, Freya could almost feel his warm breath spraying over her face.

Looking at his somewhat purplish lips, Freya couldn't help but think of that terrible kiss last night again.

Unlike the feeling Kieran brought her, that kiss was too cold, too fierce, as if it came from hell, making her resist it

from the bottom of her heart.

And now, the predation in his eyes was even more frightening than last night, and he meant that if she disobeyed

him, he would do more to her than just a kiss, apparently.

Freya panicked to the extreme, her heart almost bursting out of her chest, and she moved her fists, was she was

unable to exert much strength.

Even if she was better than him, this was his territory and if he wanted to torture her, she wouldn't be able to

escape!

Freya really hates this feeling of powerlessness!

She hated his face too.

Clearly, he had a face almost identical to her brother Josiah's, but he always bullied her again and again, making

her suffer the panic of not being able to escape at the most wretched times.

If, the person in front of her was Josiah, he would not have bullied her.

Josiah is the best brother in the world and when she is having a hard time, he will only try to cheer her up in any

way possible.

If Josiah were awake now, he would never allow Jacob and Kieran to bully her. Josiah is the most protective, he

would protect her even if he was bruised and battered himself.

But Josiah, who was so nice, now, can't even call out a sister.

Freya really didn't want to show her weak side in front of someone like Jacob, but looking at his face, she just

couldn't restrain herself from thinking of Josiah.

Thinking of the happy times they once had together, she couldn't contain her tears.

"Freya, stay by my side and be my woman, or......"

Before Jacob could finish his threatening words, he suddenly noticed that the woman she was holding down on the

bed was crying.

Her tears, snapping and falling, were like broken beads that could not be stopped.

Jacob's hand, which wanted to strangle her chin, froze in the air, unable to fall with all the strength it could muster.

He is cold, brutal and bloodthirsty, he kills like a scythe, he is used to treating human lives like nothing, he is also

used to ordering people from above, but at this moment, this man, who is covered in fury, panics.

He was not afraid of everything, but he was afraid if she dropped her tears.

In the past, he had found women to be horribly pretentious and disgusting creatures, and their tears disgusted him

from the bottom of his heart, but at this moment, he wanted to give everything he had in exchange for her not to

cry.

"Freya, don't cry!"

Jacob's voice was cold and hard, but Freya's tears fell more fiercely. He sighed in frustration and lowered his voice

quite a bit, "Freya, don't cry. I won't bully you, when you get better, I'll send you home."

When the private doctor came in, he was shocked to see Mr. Wells, who was known for his brutality, coaxing a

woman in a gentle voice.

He looked at the medicine in his hand and suddenly his heart was filled with unexplainable trepidation.

Mr. Wells cared so much about this woman, if he really aborted her baby, would he still have a chance to live?

But thinking of Regina's threat, he still carried the bowl of medicine over, "Mr. Wells, it's time for Miss Freya to take

her medicine."