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Chapter 651: I Feel a Bit Drunk

    the old mansion of the Silverton family!


    Jack’s funeral was over.


    Next, it was time to deal with Thorne.


    Evan knew Thorne was the mastermind behind everything, and he released all the pent-up anger and frustration on him.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    Elijah’s phone rang.


    He took out his phone and answered it.


    At that moment, Evan’s fist struck Thorne’s nose.


    His nose bone broke.


    He screamed in pain.


    Freya happened to hear it.


    Elijah walked outside to take the call!


    “Yes.”


    Upon hearing Elijah’s response, Freya breathed a sigh of relief, “What just happened?”


    “Evan is letting off steam.” he said nonchntly.


    Freya quickly understood what was happening.


    She didn’t ask for more details.


    “I might beteing home tonight,” he said.


    Freya replied, “Okay, I just wanted to let you know that no one’s home tonight, we’re all out.”


    “Okay, I’lle back earlier.”


    “Good.”


    After a moment of silence, Elijah said, “Should I hang up?”


    Freya responded affirmatively.


    …


    “Mom, I’m so happy.” Kai held Freya’s hand as they got out of the car and walked towards the house.


    Freya looked down at him, “Is it because I took you out to y that you’re happy?”


    “Yes.” Kai nodded vigorously, “I wish you could take me out to y like this more often.”


    Freya tightened her grip on her son’s hand and said, “I will.”


    Kai happily hopped along the corridor.


    Watching her son’s joyful demeanor, Freya’s lips curled up slightly.


    Perhaps, being a stay-at-home mom wasn’t so bad after all.


    At least, her two children would be happy, right?


    Today, she was in charge of giving the two children a bath and putting them to bed.


    By the time she finished, it was after nine o’clock.


    Kai was wearing his bear pajamas, sitting on the bed, ying with the windmill he bought at the amusement park today.


    He blew into it with his mouth, making the windmill spin.


    Freya asked him to go to sleep, “It’s almost ten o’clock, time to sleep, we’ll y again in the morning.”


    Reluctantly, Kaiy down, still holding onto the windmill.


    Freya tucked him in and gently kissed his forehead, “Goodnight, Kai.”


    Kai smiled happily, obediently closing his eyes.


    Once she had put him to sleep, Freya went upstairs.


    She took a shower, it was after ten o’clock.


    Elijah still hadn’te back.


    She couldn’t sleep either.


    She tried to read a book.


    But she couldn’t focus.


    Her mind wouldn’t calm down.


    She went downstairs, took a bottle of whiskey from the cab, and poured herself a ss.


    She stood on the balcony.


    With her arms resting on the railing, she gently swirled the whiskey in her hand.


    The pale yellow liquid swirled in the ss.


    She took a sip.


    Her brow furrowed.


    Not being a big drinker, she wasn’t used to the taste.


    A car approached in the distance.


    Although the light was dim, Freya could see that it was Elijahing back.


    Soon, the car pulled up.


    The headlights went off.


    The car door opened, and a tall figure stepped out!


    In the light of the streetmp, his shadow stretched long on the ground…


    Freya licked her lips and called out to him, “Elijah.”


    Elijah looked up.


    Seeing her on the balcony, he asked, “Still awake?”


    “I’ve been waiting for you,” Freya said.


    Elijah smiled.


    His expressions softened, his deep gaze meeting hers, “Drinking again?”


    “Yes.” Freya swirled the ss, finishing the rest.


    “Have you had too much?” Elijah asked.


    “I might be a bit drunk,” Freya admitted.


    She ced the ss on the railing, gazing seductively at Elijah as she untied her robe’s belt, “Can you catch me?”


    With those words, the belt slipped from her hand, fluttering gracefully through the air beforending on Elijah’s shoulder.


    His eyes grew deeper as he looked at her, his tone low as he asked, “Anymore?”


    He raised his hand, his long fingers picking up the belt.


    Soft, ck fabric.


    He held it in his hand, giving it a brief nce.


    Freya’s nightgowns were always long-sleeved, very conservative in style.


    Elijah had never seen this particr nightgown on her!
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