Chapter 93:
Silently, she refrained from intervening, fully aware that any objection would merely escalate into a heated dispute.
“Kristian…” Ashley’s voice cracked, overtaken by tears, her sobs echoing a deep-seated anguish.
“Please, don’t cry; just take a moment,” Kristian said gently. “Why did you tell Freya you were carrying my child? We both know the reality behind that claim…”
“I was desperate to reach you, and it seemed my only option,” Ashley explained through her tears.
“What exactly happened?” Kristian’s voice was gentle yet firm.
Ashley’s response was hesitant, her words tinged with reluctance.
Kristian murmured softly, “Take all the time you need.”
After a heavy silence, Ashley spoke, her voice trembling. “Kristian, something terrible happened to me; I was violated.”
At her words, Kristian felt a jolt of shock, his body rigid with tension.
Tears streamed down Ashley’s cheeks, her cries stifling her breaths. Seeing her distress, Kristian composed himself, realizing she relied on his strength now more than ever.
“Who did this to you?”
“I don’t know,” Ashley murmured, her voice breaking as she relayed her ordeal. “Last night, I was out shopping with a friend. Then, I received a message. I thought it was you, saying you missed me and were waiting at a hotel.”
Kristian’s hand clenched around the phone, his knuckles whitening.
“I missed you terribly. I thought perhaps you were hiding from Ms. Briggs and had changed your number to secretly reach out, so I went to the hotel. But once I arrived, I was caught off guard and taken down. The next thing I knew, I woke up and it had already happened…”
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Ashley’s voice faltered, laden with despair. “Kristian, I was too frightened to contact you, but now, you’re my only refuge.”
Her confession resonated deeply with Kristian.
Immediately, he asked, “Where are you right now?”
“I’m at the apartment you arranged for me,” Ashley replied, her voice a whisper. She lay huddled on the bed, her eyes red and puffy from weeping.
“Hold tight, I’m on my way,” Kristian assured her firmly, his tone resolute. “I’ll be there soon. Don’t worry about anything else.”
“But… what about you and Ms. Briggs?” Ashley queried, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
“I’ll manage the situation,” Kristian asserted firmly.
After concluding the call, he handed the phone back to Freya, his face betraying a storm of emotions. “Effective immediately, our prior agreement is terminated. Ashley is facing difficulties, and I’m compelled to intervene.”
Freya remained silent, her eyes fixed on him, absorbing the gravity of his declaration.
It was the first time she had ever seen him break a promise since they had met.
“If you think of defying me over the divorce because of this, believe me, I have my methods to persuade you,” Kristian threatened, his tone harsh and unyielding.
Freya felt no urge to contest his words. She was even more determined than him to escape their empty and grotesque marriage.
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