She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 653:

“We’re both women. No need to be shy,” Natasha replied, though her gaze flicked to Freya’s flushed skin, and her own cheeks darkened. “I’ll just… leave. Take your time…”

She shut the door awkwardly behind her and covered her face with her hands.

What was wrong with her? Why had she even thought Freya was faking a shower?

Freya must think she was some kind of creep now!

Her mentor always said to take responsibility for one’s actions—but how was she, a woman, supposed to take responsibility for walking in on another woman? What now? That virus had truly messed her up.

Meanwhile, Freya had no idea her apprentice was spiraling outside the door.

Still uneasy, she rinsed off quickly. Before she could leave, Natasha was already there, waiting with a bag in hand, saying she’d brought some clothes.

Freya accepted, changing into them while drying her own garments.

After getting dressed, she discreetly hid the miniature tracker Ellis had given her in the most…

She found a secure place she could manage, then strapped the poker and another device to her body.

Once she was set, she stepped out.

And right there, Natasha was waiting, glancing back with an awkward look on her face.

“Freya… wait for me,” Natasha said. “Once everything’s over, I promise I’ll make amends.”

Freya found herself utterly tongue-tied. She instinctively dismissed Natasha’s words without giving them a second thought.

After glancing at Natasha—still hunched over the laptop, diligently trying to crack the virus—Freya stepped away to dry her clothes. The outfit Natasha had handed her resembled a pair of soft, loose pajamas. While it was decent enough to wear indoors, it certainly wasn’t ideal for combat or any sort of rigorous activity.

Thankfully, Freya’s own clothes dried quickly, and she slipped back into them while Natasha remained absorbed in her work. Everything else had been neatly restored to its original place.

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When Natasha finally finished, she looked up and noticed Freya had already changed. “Freya, don’t you like the clothes I gave you?”

“They’re not suitable for going out.”

“You could just stay here and sleep in this room. I’ll speak to Brendan.”

“He won’t agree.”

“Then I’ve got other clothes. You can pick whatever you like.”

“No, thanks,” Freya declined calmly. “I’m heading out now. Thank you.”

Seeing Freya act so distant made Natasha feel a pang of discomfort. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Freya’s coldness stemmed from viewing her as some sort of creep.

Luckily, the virus had been dealt with, so Natasha simply followed along.

Brendan, noticing the two women had taken longer than expected, furrowed his brows slightly. “What took you so long?”

“It was my fault,” Natasha confessed. “My mentor planted a virus in my laptop and just now tracked my location. She probably knows exactly where we are.”

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Brendan instinctively turned his gaze toward Freya.

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