Ribbons Unbound: My Fiancé's Lingering Regret novel Chapter 98

I had no patience left. Reaching out, I prepared to pull her away from my desk.

If she wanted the position so badly, she could have it. But there were still things I needed to take away.

Before I could even touch her, Freya stumbled backward dramatically, as if I had shoved her. 

I didn't expect it and froze there. Two angry voices erupted simultaneously beside me.

"What are you doing?!"

The accusation made it clear—Freya's performance had its desired effect. She was playing the victim, and Trevor and Wade were buying it entirely.

In a flash, they rushed over. Trevor pushed me away, and Wade helped Freya up.

I stumbled into the desk, a sharp pain shooting through my waist. Yet Wade only looked at me with disgust.

"Aurora, how can you do that?" he spat. "How could you push on Freya? It's honestly disgusting."

Then he turned to Freya, his tone soft and full of concern. "Freya, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Freya shook her head repeatedly, but her hand was subtly tucked behind her back. Trevor and Wade noticed the movement immediately. They gently checked her hand and saw a faint red mark on her wrist.

"Are you okay?" Trevor and Wade fretted over her, one on each side.

"Get the first aid kit," Wade barked. A colleague hurried to fetch it, and they carefully tended to her "injuries" as though she were made of glass.

Nearby coworkers whispered among themselves. "Aurora hit the desk pretty hard. Shouldn't someone check on her too?"

Hearing this, Trevor and Wade glanced at me briefly.

"When did you get hurt?"

"Where are you injured?"

"You're not faking it, are you?" Wad was laced with skepticism.

I refused to engage in their mockery. Clutching my aching waist, I replied coolly, "Whether I'm hurt or not is none of your concern. You should focus on Freya instead."

The bitterness in my voice wasn't lost on them. Their expressions hardened.

"What do you mean?" Trevor demanded. "We're only worried about Freya because of you. If you hadn't pushed her, she wouldn't be hurt."

"Exactly," Wade chimed in. "Freya's so kind. How could you treat her like this?"

Trevor's expression turned frosty. "Aurora, are you saying Luxway can't function without you?"

"Exactly," I replied. "I'll enjoy watching you try to prove otherwise. And when Luxway collapses because you lose those investments, I wonder if your precious Freya will still stick around."

"Freya isn't like that," Trevor said angrily. "She's not the kind of person who judges people based on money."

Freya, as expected, burst into tears. "Aurora, how can you judge me like that? I only want to support Trevor and Wade. I'm not here for their wealth."

She clutched Wade and Trevor's arms, looking utterly heartbroken. "I'm just an orphan who dreams of having brothers to care for me. That's all."

Wade and Trevor glared at me with pure hostility.

"Aurora, must you always assume the worst?" Trevor said coldly. "You've become brutal. Just leave. You're not welcome here anymore."

Wade added, "And don't worry about the investments. Freya, with her education, will do a far better job than you ever could."

Before I could respond, a voice rang out from the doorway.

"Those investments are contingent on Aurora."

Everyone turned to see a man standing there with an imposing presence. "If Aurora is no longer working for this company, then we will stop the contract."