Chapter 418 Confession

Freya could naturally tell that Jamie was treating her with disrespect.

Nonetheless, she clenched her hands into fists, trying to calm herself down.

“Didn’t you say Edward was waiting outside? Can you let me go now?”

Jamie released her wrist and inadvertently felt her skin rubbing against his fingertips.

He unconsciously rubbed his fingertips together.

The two of them exited the room and made their way to the dining hall.

In the dining hall, Edward had already seated himself and was engaged in conversation with the maid.

“Frey doesn’t drink, so please remove the wine.”

The maid promptly complied and took away the wine.

When Freya entered the dining hall and saw Edward, the anger on her face immediately disappeared.

“Edward.”

His attention immediately turned to her, his eyes filled with a glimmer of radiance.

“Frey, you’re here.”

He stood up, prepared to pull out a chair for her.

Alas, she stopped him. “Just sit properly.”

After a few minutes, Jamie also made an appearance. He was wearing an inexpensive suit and had a respectful smile on his face. “Miss Kaufmann, Edward.”

Freya shot him a cold glance and averted her gaze.

Once Jamie took his seat, the atmosphere at the table became lively.

He continuously yet shamelessly expressed his gratitude to Freya despite being her jailer.

I wouldn’t know

next to her and took

Chapter 418 Confession

to ruin her appetite.

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It doesn’t matter how severe his illness is. I will find a

propose a

he realized that there was no wine

“She doesn’t drink, so I

have juice instead.

as if he was still Mr. Fraser from

up the juice and took a sip in order to keep

either. Meanwhile,

of fish and placed it on

some fish.”

smile. Regardless of the circumstances, Edward was still that cheerful and brilliant young man.

help but lower her gaze in sadness when she

illness had spread so quickly,

Cancer.

unfair. Edward, who was such a kind young boy, was inflicted with ant incurable disease. On the

meal, Edward clinked glasses

the jug down, he lowered his gaze and

looked on with

down her utensils and asked, “What do you

and there was a hint of depth in his cheerful eyes.

never truly considered you my

Nonetheless, she still patted his arm to comfort him, saying, “It’s

she had misunderstood the implications behind his words.

you would drift further away from me if I didn’t. So, I decided to

slowly, his

felt inexplicably irritated upon

brow and inquired, “Edward, what are you

before snapping them open as he declared resolutely, “Freya, I know my terminal illness can’t be cured. Someone like me should

Edward looked

to die with his gaze any regrets. Even though

dinner

gripped her utensils tightly as she stared at Edward in

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