Married to a Man Who Hates Women

oint, Freya wasn't as te

well. While he shut himself away in his room, she had cleaned every corner of

out and went downstairs,

use wa

ate of food had been left behind,

ed me in. Eat the omelet, I made it wit

re

ith

poison might be hidden in that omelet. Part of it was slightly burnt, poorly conc

ession d

the house without his permission? He

nflicted expression. Then, without a word, he took out his phone, sn

had alread

had left quite

ht into the trash, but suddenly paused, recal

per meals. Most days, she survives on instant noodles or bread. Sometimes she just r

e have to re

te back down. He pulled out a chair, sat, and rel

ly. A strange mix of bitter

mn

s phone and d

have a job

he looked down a

e reluctance, he

te it, the omelet was still unbe

*

ell you to quit

ed into the living room. A voice suddenly cut through th

hts fli

oo expensive for something meant for sleep. Her gaze lingered for a second too long-two but

answering me?" H

Damn. Why did she just think that temperamenta

ork? I just went out

oss. If you don't work there anym

to calling her that. It's not easy

ed his eyes, cle

ing to run away," Freya added casually as she s

nly caught a faint scent of alcohol

you waiti

fro

Who the hell wo

d headed toward the stairs. Just before

coffee. I'm wo

er response, he disap

ed files across the desk, and turned on his computer and tablet. Within seconds, th

know why he w

out workin

en thought about calling her, but he didn't have her number. And when the idea of asking Keith crossed his mind

e

r. He was just worried abo

t's

eyes. He clearly remembered seeing Freya being dropped off earlier-in a l

e driven her

e audacity to say

rkened. So she wa

ing him out of his thoughts. He t

anced at him briefly, and in that instant, he quickly lowere

ping in front of the desk. "I thought rich peop

en, feigning concentration. "Just

in

le. His brows twitched. He was about to co

a La

ly covered the n

"Leave. I'm busy. I'll

, her stomach pressing against the edge of the desk. "I tho

p ba

ing laugh but took

aving fun or getti

d casually, dropping herself onto t

owed to leave without my approval. It's written in

Freya snapped upright. "What? A penalty

g, he simply rai

doll

thou

ned. "Even if I had the money, I wouldn't pay it. You c

id no

e you a note? I didn't

nk. She was sure it was the one she had used for the omelet. She ha

ed, arrogant man

on, the thoug

u could've lied and run off." He tore a piece of

p tabs on me? Are you sure

ake it, he dropped the pap

a, "

nonsense. Writ

tly writing her number. Even from where he sat, he could see her clearly; delicate brows, long lashes that cur

d men at the karao

s... p

im and immediatel

mn

n think about a

, Nathaniel quickly droppe

layful. "I can stay and keep you company whi

bout seducing me. I

the paper on the table

fall for me. Because if you d

!

ok on his face before walking o

*

sat in silence for a long

small heart caption. After making absolutely sure the post was hidden fr

nock sounded on the

ped inside and asked polite

or you." He tossed a photo onto the table. "Keep an eye on this woman. Report

the photo, Oscar picked i

stood,

rest of the d

niel still found himself curious. That sudden urge to know everything about

ped off by a luxury car last ni

ly had she

had violated the terms of their agreeme

slightly, his g

whether you're just as

e conti