Mission To Remarry

Chapter 1023 Why Are You Here

Aubree gathered her thoughts and nodded. “Tell her to come upstairs.” “Okay.” Gina went downstairs to tell Frieda to head to Aubree’s room.

Frieda had learned about Aubree’s injury early this morning. She quickly made her way to the Pearson residence, as there was still something weighing on her mind.

Upon receiving Gina’s approval, she hastily ran upstairs. “Slow down. Why are you in a hurry? My injury isn’t that serious.” Aubree feigned concern, as she could hear Frieda running along the corridor outside her room.

The footsteps in the hallway suddenly came to a halt. Frieda stood outside the bedroom door. She looked down at her phone, then at the door, and hesitated for what felt like an eternity.

When Aubree came to the door hopping on one foot, she finally snapped out of her reverie. “Why are you standing outside?” Aubree sounded displeased.

Had the earlier phone call with Sonya not been successful, Aubree would not have taken the time to open the door. Frieda forced a smile, padded into the bedroom behind Aubree, and closed the door carefully.

shut, Frieda hurried into the bedroom and sat down beside Aubree’s bed. Aubree arched a brow and glanced at Frieda. “So? Why are you here?” she asked as she scrolled through

and kept her thoughts unspoken. She hesitated for some time and eventually looked down at Aubree’s wounded ankle. “Aubree, is

faded away. She replied, “Getting injured doesn’t matter as long as I

knew there was a reason behind her injury. However, she did not expect to hear Aubree

Frieda couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Aubree is going all out just to get Lucian’s

blurted out, “Aubree, you’re so

her. “You don’t understand. You have to take risks if you want to reap the

it as long as she

thing. “That’s not

irritated inside. “We’re good friends, so I understand what you’re saying. What I mean to say is that in order to achieve

recalled what she had seen yesterday and bobbed her

gave a satisfied nod, as Frieda was no longer gazing at her