No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Chapter 73 She Must Have Misunderstood

When Freya was treating her puffy eyes, her phone rang several times.

She picked it up and saw that several people had sent her messages.

Matthew wrote, ‘Kittie, I didn’t know you have this skill?

She looked at the picture, which was her work permit at the funeral home.

She then typed, ‘Are you secretly investigating me?’

He replied, ‘No, I saved it from the Internet. Don’t accuse me!”

She couldn’t be bothered by him and opened Edward’s message.

Edward wrote, “Freya! Someone has exposed your profession online and is slandering you!”

Freya raised her eyebrows slightly. She had expected this to happen.

Isabella’s messages were more straightforward, with more than ten lengthy voice messages in a row.

Freya opened one and heard Isabella’s fierce cursing. Those idiots who curse you, I will-”

She silently closed her phone and had an idea what was going on.

She opened Twitter and saw the trending topic.

After scrolling through several posts, she found that all recent posts had traces of Edward fighting alone.

As Freya’s assistant, he had been certified as the assistant of DiligentFrey when he helped Freya post videos on Twitter. He was attacked by a group of people and fought back one by one, but he was still pitifully overpowered.

Freya laughed. She felt grateful and distressed at the same time.

She continued scrolling and saw someone saying that she taught people how to do corpse makeup and might be involved in witchcraft and curses, among other things.

There were even people who had fabricated private chat records, saying that she had asked fans for their birthdates.

As the situation developed in an absurd direction, she was thinking about whether to explain it.

She refreshed the page, and a new tweet topped the trending topic. It was from Radley.

Freya widened her eyes.

-Radley tweeted, ‘Mortician, a lonely and great profession.

There were some pictures attached below, which were all about this profession. It allowed people to have at clearer understanding of it.

His post was not only detailed but also about the purpose of this profession.

would give the deceased their last bit of dignity and allow their loved ones

time in their

who had died in accidents, and some even had broken

one could accept it when the deceased’s parents and lovers

her lips. She hadn’t expected Radley to have such

again, and another tweet popped

who does makeup tutorials, why can’t we say that she is an excellent makeup artist doing makeup for the deceased? Doesn’t putting it

great. Please don’t insult

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many

raised her eyebrows. She, as the person involved, hadn’t said much, but the

her had gone silent. Some had come to apologize after

a small number of people arguing

logic is there, but I still think

it doesn’t make her noble. I think she should have disclosed that she is a mortician when she is doing beauty and health tutorials. After all, she’s

who think it’s ominous can unfollow me,

Twitter account, Freya thought of

spoke up for her.

silently clicked on Radley’s Twitter and found that it was his

the Joint Department today, and how impatiently she said that it had nothing to do with him.

followed his

after, Radley followed her account

and for the rare occasion, she poured herself a cup of coffee while comforting herself that it

was only him

was slightly ajar, and she knocked on the

the door while holding

“Hey,

throat. “I made you a cup of coffee. Drink some. Helps you

to his desk and placed the coffee beside

stared at the cup and

had fallen on his screen

+5 Bonus

the screen, two women with different styles were tied up with ropes, and their bodies

a tagline. ‘Choose tools

row of buttons.

Freya was speechless.

his head and saw the ad that popped up on

of hobby… It’s not that strange. I’ll see

throbbed. When he was researching the profession of morticians, he did click on quite a few relevant websites.

His voice was low, and if one listened carefully, one could hear him suppressing something.

Freya was already planning

as she had amnesia and didn’t know how she had spent the past two years.