Chapter 49. Freya Is Mine

Dylan POV

For the past one week now, I’ve been calling Freya but she refused to answer my calls. Why does she always have to be so fucking arrogant?

What’s with this attitude of hers? I thought if I punished her a little for the disgusting scene she made on our wedding day and for sleeping with my dad out of spite, she’d finally come to her senses and come crawling back, begging for my forgiveness.

But no. Everything went the opposite way.

I even bought half the shares of the company she was working for with my own money, just so I could fire her. I wanted to watch her break, watch her beg me for mercy. I was so sure she’d come running back.

I was wrong.

Instead, she did exactly what I told her in anger that day.

I still remember the words I spat at her:

“Didn’t you say my dad’s cock tastes better? Then go to him for a job.”

And she actually did it. She went to him. She became his assistant.

What the fucking hell?