Chapter 184. Gerald’s Secret

Gerald’s POV

I watched the attractive young woman before me as she delicately sat on the chair and pulled herself into the table. Her eyes wide and fascinated as I watched her scope the delicious array of cake and biscuits I had laid out for her.

“May I?” She asked, eagerly before reaching out for a pink cupcake, its sweet icing decorated the top in a swirl. They ways she admired these cakes, so childlike in her eyes, I wondered if she ate this well at home.

“Help yourself Mrs. Crimson, have as many as you like,” I paused, a smirk on my face. “They’re there for you to enjoy.”

I admired Freya as she took a delicate bite from the cupcake, and a gentle moan of satisfaction escaped her beautiful lips. I can only imagine her cruel husband forced her to eat well and not allow any treats to keep her magnificent figure up. And while I couldn’t blame Rufus for wanting a sexy trophy wife, I still felt a twinge of guilt for Freya.

What was the alternative?