Micah gave her a cold, dismissive glance. "Do I owe you an explanation?"

Freya's heart clenched painfully. She had no claim on Micah, no right to demand anything from him. The realization hurt deeply, but there was nothing she could do.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at him, her voice trembling. "I know I don't have the right to ask you this, but... I really want to be with you. If you... If it's true, I could help you. We could pretend to be married. I could help you keep up appearances." She clung to the belief that spending time together could eventually lead to real feelings. She was convinced that if given enough time, she could win his heart.

But Micah's expression remained cold, a hint of disdain curling his lips. "You're giving yourself too much credit."

He brushed past her without another glance, treating her as if she were invisible. Freya stood there, unable to help him with anything. All she could do was watch as he finished everything himself.

Micah brought the bowl of chicken broth to Orion, who looked pale and weak.

Orion lay weak and pale, his voice barely a whisper as he saw Micah, "Uncle... where's... Mommy?" His words came out slowly, his eyes filled with hope.

Micah felt a sharp pang in his chest, as if something had just squeezed his heart.

Before, he had not known that Orion was Nina's child. He had even worried that Orion might become a burden to her, considering sending him away.

But now, all he felt was an overwhelming sense of sorrow.

How could such a young child have to endure so much?

Micah carefully blew on a spoonful of broth to cool it down. "Mommy and Daddy are busy right now. I'll send them a message today, and tomorrow, I'll call them for you, okay?"

Orion nodded. Micah was patient in caring for him, but Freya was even more attentive. She had prepared various snacks and drinks for Orion, speaking to him gently. "Orion, I made these just for you. When you're feeling better, how about I take you to see some animals?"

Orion nodded again, sensing her kindness and warmth. But Micah knew exactly why Freya was being so attentive.

After Orion had eaten some of the small cakes, Micah shot Freya a look, signaling her to follow him outside. Once they were alone, Micah's gaze turned icy as he confronted her. "I've told you before, if you don't listen, then I'll have to—"

"I just like Orion. Can't I come see him and be kind to him?" Freya interrupted before Micah could finish speaking.

It was undeniable that she did hope that by showing care for Orion, Micah might change his attitude toward her. But seeing him like this, it hurt her deeply.

Micah had seen right through her intentions, leaving no room for her to hide. She wanted to make an effort, but there seemed to be no way forward. All she saw were Micah's sharp, cold eyes, filled with something bordering on anger. "You can be good to him, but do you have any real connection to him?"

Freya had no relationship with Orion, but her attention to him made it clear she had other motives. Micah felt that maybe he had not been firm enough, which was why Freya kept circling around him, refusing to give up.

Freya fell silent for a moment, then quickly responded, "Because he's Miss Ivy's son and your nephew. I don't have any other intentions. I knew you'd be here, so I came to see the child. But mostly, I came to see you." Her eyes were filled with earnest sincerity as she spoke.

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