Chapter 425


    Chapter 425 Too Late, I’m Afraid


    Edward’s room was not easily essible.


    In the darkness of the night, that swaying figure gradually turned into an unmoving statue devoid of life.


    The entire room seemed to be shrouded in ayer of dpidated shadows.


    Meanwhile, at Colkirk, the capital of Kundin, two car teams quickly arrived in its suburbs.


    Freya got out of the car and looked somewhat surprised at the vi in front of her.


    Radley gazed at her affectionately. “My house. I stayed here when I came searching for you.”


    Freya nodded and smiled, holding his arm. “Let’s go inside then.”


    Once inside the vi, Freya looked at the furnishings and felt a slight pang in her nose.


    It was evident that this vi hadn’t been inhabited for a long time. After Radley bought it, he must have


    rarely visited. The furniture in the vi was old, and dust had umted in the corners. How did he, a


    person with a cleanliness obsession, endure this?


    Evidently, Radley had been wholeheartedly searching for her.


    He also noticed Freya’s gaze and nced at the dust in the corner, something he hadn’t noticed


    before.


    “It’s a bit basic here, but it’s okay. You’ll have to make do for one night. I’ve already arranged a flight for


    tomorrow morning with Connor. We’ll be heading home in the morning.”


    Freya nodded vigorously. “Okay, we’ll go home tomorrow morning.”


    Freya’s bedroom was arranged on the second floor, and Radley had the only maid escort her there


    while he remained on the first floor, keeping his gaze fixed on Matthew, who stood his ground, his


    expression indifferent.


    Once Radley was certain that Freya had entered her room and wouldn’t hear any noise from the first


    floor, he stepped forward and delivered a fierce punch to Matthew’s face.


    “How dare you keep the news about her whereabouts to yourself?!”


    Matthew met Radley’s cold gaze but refrained from retaliating, perhaps thinking about what would


    happen the next day. “Why should I tell you about the information I received?”


    Radley exuded a chilling and oppressive aura. He rolled up his sleeves and grabbed Matthew’s cor.


    With a trace of malice, he warned. “Matthew, I know what intentions you have toward her. From now


    on, stay away from her, or I’ll make the entire Hood family disappear from Caltun!”


    Matthew responded with a sinister and carefree smile. “Try me then.”


    There was somemotion on the second floor, and Radley immediately let go of Matthew’s cor,


    turning to look up. Freya had reached the spiral staircase and called out to him, “Radley,e up.”


    Radley cast one final cold nce at Matthew before turning and heading upstairs.


    Upon reaching the second floor, Radley held Freya’s hand. “What’s wrong?”


    Freya lifted her petite face. “There seems to be a mouse in my room.”


    Radley furrowed his brows. “How could there be a mouse?”


    Although the vi had been inhabited for many years, it shouldn’t have reached the point of having


    mice. However, since Freya had mentioned it, Radley followed her into her bedroom.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    The bedroom had brand new bedding, and the tables and chairs were spotless, having been prepared


    by the time he returned.


    “Where’s the mouse?” Radley asked after entering the room.


    “It’s here,” Freya said softly behind him.


    Just as Radley turned around, a fragrant scent enveloped him, and herrge, captivating eyes drew


    closer to him.


    Her soft lips took the initiative and met his, causing Radley to freeze.


    As soon as he had seen her earlier, he wanted to immediately pull her into his arms. However,


    considering that Freya had just sessfully escaped, he was unsure if Jamie had done anything to her


    and didn’t want to frighten her. But now…


    Radley’s gaze gradually deepened.


    Freya might have taken the initiative, but she soon lost her dominance very quickly.


    The man’s long arm wrapped around her waist, and their breaths intertwined.


    Radley’s kiss was marked by strong aggression as if expressing long-unseen yearning, emotions, and


    love.


    Freya took a step back, and he stepped forward, continuing until they reached the door She


    slightly lifted her foot, and with a ‘click,’ the door closed.


    Radley raised his gaze to nce at the door, then lowered it, meeting Freya’s mischievous. eyes. Her


    clear eyes now held a hint of shimmering allure, radiating a captivating light in their intery.


    Radley’s voice was slightly hoarse, and a hint of amusement yed at the corner of his lips.


    “Is this an invite?”


    Freya’s heart raced; the sound of it beating seemingly echoed in her ears. But since she had. made her


    decision, she had to cherish every moment with him, especially since she would be leaving the next


    day.


    Summoning her courage, Freya used her delicate hand to caress Radley’s face, tracing hist jawline,


    following the curve of his throat, and finally resting on his well-defined chest. Event through his shirt,


    she could feel the warmth of his body.


    She teased, “Well, it is, but I wonder if the Mr. Monaghan still has the energy after these sleepless


    nights and missed meals.”


    Radley’s pupils contracted slightly, and he narrowed his eyes. “My energy is indeed not at its best. I’m


    afraid you’ll have to make do, Miss Kaufmann.”


    The next second, Freya’s body suddenly lifted off the ground.


    She let out a surprised cry as Radley effortlessly bridal-carried her and ced her on the


    bed.


    Afterward, he went to lock the door. Freya had only closed the door earlier but hadn’t locked


    1.


    Once the door was locked, Radley turned back and walked toward the bed while loosening


    his tie.


    His hands were long and strong, with elegant finger joints and smooth, cool skin. He used his index


    finger to pull at the tie, giving off a hint of sharpness, like a fierce and poised beast ready to pounce.


    Suddenly, Freya chickened out and thought that maybe it would be better to save this step forter


    when the stage was set. She cleared her throat. I know I said to cherish every moment with him, but


    waiting a while longer won’t hurt either, right?


    “Um, Radley, since you mentioned that your energy isn’t at its best. How about we skip this for today?


    You should rest up and have some nourishing soup to regain your strength.”


    Radley’s temple veins pulsed, torn between frustration and amusement. He couldn’t help but smile


    affectionately, and his eyes revealed a hint of yfulness. “Nourishing soup?”


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    He had already approached the bed, one knee on it, and his torso bent over. Before Freya could


    escape, he sped her hands, their fingers intertwined, and just like that, the distance. between their


    bodies became zero.


    Freya bit her lip, her voice trembling. “Um, can I take it back?”


    “Toote now, I’m afraid.” Radley held her hands firmly, his waist pressing slightly down, and his


    handsome face moved closer to her neck.


    Freya’s body tensed up. Then, she felt a moist sensation on her neck.


    She was originally wearing a denim jacket and jeans, but now, with the damp sensation, the first button


    of her denim jacket was undone.


    She widened her eyes. “Radley, you, you, you…”


    She lowered her head and saw the man who had been burying his head lift his face. The ink- ck


    gleam in his eyes seemed to be brewing a deadly poison, drawing people into their depths.


    “What’s wrong?” Radley smirked, his lips slightly arched, and the sensation of invasion became even


    stronger.