Chapter 102 Rely on Yourself
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Since Aiden wasn’t coming home that night, Freya put the snacks into the fridge. She had packed things that were easy to store, so they’d still be fine the next day.
As soon as Louis got back, he went straight to his room to work. Freya tidied up a little, then went to her room to write. She had barely typed five hundred words when her phone screen lit up with a new text.
Freya hadn’t received a text in ages, so it felt a bit novel. She opened it and read:
“Freya, I saw your Mr. Graham at a high–end club today. Didn’t you say he went bankrupt? What’s he doing at a place like that? I messaged you on WhatsApp too, but you didn’t respond. Did you two actually get divorced or not?”
The text was from someone named Sandra Fiona. Freya only had to dig briefly into the old Freya’s memories to place her- she had been a college classmate. Back then, their relationship was pretty good, and Sandra had always seemed like a girl with solid values.
After the old Freya married Louis, her relationship with Sandra had grown distant. Still, since Sandra was a decent person and there had never been any conflicts of interest between them, they occasionally kept in touch, and there was a bit of genuine care left
Freya quickly opened WhatsApp and, sure enough, found Sandra buried far down in the message list. She replied:
“I saw your text. Whatever Louis is doing has nothing to do with me. We’re not divorced yet, but I’m only sticking around to repay him for what he did for me in the past. If he manages to make a comeback, I’ll divorce him right away. If he doesn’t, I’ll wait until he’s stable, then divorce him.”
Sandra replied quickly: “I honestly agree with your plan–this might be the most sensible thing you’ve done in a while. But as your friend, I still hope you’ll leave him as soon as you can. I don’t know much about rich families, but I do know nothing’s ever simple. I’m selfish–I just want you to live an easier, happier life. People like Mr. Graham… they’re not the kind you want to mess with.”
Sandra had always been an independent and strong–minded girl. Back when the old Freya was wavering over whether to marry Louis, she’d tried to talk her out of rushing into such a life–changing decision. Looking back now, she really had been a good person–and her words made sense too.
Freya naturally felt differently about her than she did about other superficial friends. She responded:
“I know you mean well. But at this point, whether I get divorced or not doesn’t really change much. Honestly, waiting a little longer at least lets me feel like I’ve done right by myself.”
“If you’re not in a hurry to find someone new, then sure, there’s no rush to divorce. But don’t forget your age–you’re about to turn twenty–four. Being a rich guy’s wife was fine before, but now that things have changed, you’ve got to be able to support yourself. Whether it’s your career or your love life, you’ve gotta at least have something to hold on to.”
That kind of comment could easily offend someone if it weren’t coming from a place of genuine care. Thankfully, Freya understood her good intentions and didn’t take it the wrong way at all.
“Yeah, I’m trying to write a novel right now. If that doesn’t work out, I’ll go find a job. I graduated from a top university, after all–no way I can’t even scrape together a living. Don’t worry about me.”
“As long as you’ve got a plan. I just don’t want to see you running headfirst into a wall again like before. I know it sounds a bit harsh, but honestly, Louis going bankrupt might actually be a good thing for you. At the end of the day, a woman’s best bet is still to rely on herself.”
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