Three Little Guardian Angels

Daisie stood on tiptoe and pressed her finger against his lips. “Then you‘re to—” 

The ringtone of her cell phone interrupted her unfinished sentence. Daisie picked up the call and saw that it was Freyja, who was calling her, so she swiped the screen and answered it. 

However, what came from the other end of the call was Freyja‘s screeches. “Daisie, help—” 

The call was then interrupted. 

Daisie was astounded because she seemed to have heard Colton‘s voice too on the other end of the call. Nollace frowned and seemed to be thinking about something. “It seems that Colton has taken her away.” 

Daisie pulled him. “Nollace, did something happen between Colton and Freyja?” 

He squinted and smiled. “It‘s difficult for me to explain it to you.” 

At the hotel... 

Freyja was pushed into the entryway. She was caught off guard as an approaching figure trapped her in a corner of the room, and his cold aura enveloped her. 

Colton grabbed her chin, lifted her face, and asked, “After hiding from me for three years, why didn‘t you continue to hide?” 

heart skipped a beat, and she avoided his gaze.

social media, moved away from where you lived, and

to her, but there was nowhere

looked more mature, handsome,

the raging wrath hidden at the bottom of his eyes surged

something wrong. Her mistake was that she had not stopped the absurdity

need for us to contact each

just say?” His gaze

“We only had a one–night stand. Could it be that you, the

outline looked cold and stiff, while his eyes looked freezing cold and murderous, as if it was about to penetrate her soul. “So, are you saying that you were playing

the hands that were resting on both sides of her body and forced a smile. “You make it sound like I cheated on

just that I drank too much that night, and both of us went

the grip on her jawline tightened all of a sudden as Colton pinched her cheeks with his fingertips while approaching her. “Both of us only went with the

are you sure you were drunk that

“Yes.” 

Freyja

on the back of his hands were clearly visible. “So you didn‘t reject me that night. You even took the initiative to come at me. Does that mean that as long as you‘re drunk, any man