Freya''s mouth twitched. Unbothered to exin further, she said perfunctorily, "Yes. Unlike you, I have no shame. Having said that, this is my business. You have no right to teach me a lesson."


    "Why don''t I have the right to do so? We have a daughter together. Your behavior will affect my daughter. Since you''ve decided to raise her, you must set a good example for her. Dani will get married in the future. If your reputation is bad, you''ll hold her back."


    Rodney behaved like a porcupine. He did not mean to say things like this when he came. However, after he saw her, quills naturally grew on his back.


    Freya twitched her lips. "You were wicked and unfaithful in your marriage. I really have no idea how you can bring yourself to be so shameless and criticize me. I can never be as shameless as you, so it''s up to you to say whatever you want."


    Perhaps Freya had seen Rodney behave shamelessly countless times, so she had slowly adapted to it. She was not even mad at him, nor was she bothered to argue with him.


    It was pointless. It was just a waste of her saliva.


    Suddenly, she did not even have the mood to talk to Rodney anymore. She turned around, wanting to walk away.


    Rodney gripped her wrist and pulled her toward himself.


    "What are you doing?" Shocked, Freya exerted some pressure to withdraw her hand.


    While she was struggling, Rodney looked down and caught sight of the chestnut brown nail polish on her nails. The nail polish made her fair fingers look shiny and bright. He felt the bright color piercing through his heart and gripping it.


    She had never worn any nail polish back then. Only today did he know that a woman with nail polish on her nails would look so stunning.


    However, he could no longer get to hold such a hand.


    At the thought that another man would be holding this pair of pretty hands, he grew annoyed and looked grim.


    Seeing his eyes fixed on her hand, Freya frowned and rubbed her wrist. "Rodney, we quarreled a lot before getting a divorce. Now that we''ve divorced, do you still intend to look for me and quarrel with me? If you''re not tired of quarreling, can you quarrel with someone else instead of looking for me all the time?"


    Rodney pursed his thin lips awkwardly before he suddenly said, "I found out about everything. You


    didn''t kidnap Sarah. You just took the me for Eliza."


    Freya suddenly froze. "How did you..."


    The question ''How did you know?'' nearly escaped her mouth.


    Fortunately, she stopped mid-sentence and promptly shut her mouth. No matter how Rodney found out the truth, she must not reveal it herself. What if he was recording this conversation? Although a recording might not serve as evidence for her taking the me, it would be bad enough to ruin Eliza''s career.


    "I don''t know what you''re saying." A momentter, she regained herposure and said nonchntly.


    Rodney tightened his fist. He had clearly seen the look in her eyes just now, though it was momentary. "At this point, you''re still nning to hide the truth for Eliza, huh? How long have both of you known each other? Yet you''re siding with her and covering up her cruel act. Freya, you''re aiding and abetting her. You''re obstructing the course of justice."


    HH


    Freya chose not to answer his question.


    A surge of rage rushed up within Rodney. He violently grabbed hold of her shoulders and thundered in spite of himself, yelling, "Freya, is Eliza more important than our marriage and family? If you hadn''t sided with Eliza, we wouldn''t have divorced and Dani wouldn''t have lost her dad. You think you''re helping Eliza, but you''re wrong. You''re harming her. That''s not the way you should help your friend. You''re too selfish. Have you ever thought about the victim''s pain?"


    Freya''s shoulders hurt from his grip. She struggled hard, but she could not seem to get rid of him. Unable to bear with him anymore, she sped his wrist and twisted it. Only then did she manage to shake his hand off.