Provoking a Graceful Bloom Novel

---- Chapter 184 Frederick ignored Freya's words. After this incident, he could see Selena's feelings for him with perfect clarity. At this moment, he didn't know what he truly felt for Selena, but his guilt toward her was undeniable. "She deceived you, Fred! She never cared for you at all!" Freya cried, stepping before him and snatching a letter out of his hands. Frederick's expression darkened, and for the first time, he looked at her properly.

However, his gaze was ice-cold "Freya Talmar-" "You're calling me by my full name!" she snapped, her eyes instantly reddening as tears streamed down her cheeks. He had never addressed her that way before. He had truly changed. Frederick's patience had been utterly exhausted. How had he once believed this was a display of genuine spirit, something rare and admirable? In reality, she was just a spoiled lady. Her so -called genuine temperament was nothing more than willfulness, obstinacy, and unreasoned pride.

---- And he had given up the woman he had cherished for years, all for a girl like Freya. At that moment, regret surged within him, fierce and unrelenting. "Freya, if you think you can't stand being here, then leave. If | ever try to bring you back again, let me stand disgraced!" "What did you just say?" Freya's breath hitched, and in a flash of fury, she tore the letter in her hands to shreds. "Scum, you-" Frederick shot to his feet, slamming his palm down on the writing desk.

"Enough!" Had he not been recently injured and unable to channel his true strength now, that single blow would have shattered the desk entirely. He glared at Freya, then slowly let his gaze drop to the ground. There lay the torn fragments of the letter. Frederick's chest heaved with anger. "How dare you tear up my correspondence, jeopardizing military matters! Do you know the gravity of your crime?" "Guards!" Frederick called angrily. "Lock her up in the storage room. Without my command, no one is to release her!" "What? You're going to lock me up in the storage room?

Frederick, you're insane! | will never forgive you!" ---- William seized Freya and began dragging her toward the door. At first, she could scarcely believe it. But as she neared the exit, the bitter truth finally struck her. In that instant, the man who had vowed to love and protect her for life had become the one to inflict her deepest wounds. She grabbed hold of the doorframe. Although William was holding her and could have pulled her away with little effort, her grip on the frame was so firm that he feared using too much force might hurt her. After all, she was the prince's woman.

If she were harmed, who knew whether the prince would forgive him afterward? "She never cared for you," Freya spat, her voice quivering. "She went to save you for herself! Everyone says it was a heroic journey to rescue her beloved, but you had already ended your engagement. Her actions displayed her own skill and your inadequacy!" "Ms. Talmar, enough!" William's expression was one of disdain, though a flicker of unease crossed his mind. He couldn't help glancing at Frederick. It seemed the prince had never truly considered this.

The people had woven tales of a hero braving a thousand miles ---- to rescue her beloved. If the person rescued had truly been Selena's future husband, no one would have questioned it. After all, married couples were bound by mutual interest, and she and Frederick would be wed in the future. But what if it wasn't her beloved or future husband? Harsh though Freya's words were, they struck a chord of truth Frederick was no fool. He had only been blinded by the heat of the moment and had failed to think clearly.