Chapter 244: Fredrick
Mrs. Margaret Harrison stood at the kitchen counter, idly stirring a cup of chamomile tea. The soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway were the only sounds in the quiet, spacious penthouse. She glanced at the clock, noting the late hour. It was well past midnight, and the loneliness of the empty apartment seemed to press in on her.
She had come here tonight to their secret hideout because she couldn’t bear the loneliness any longer.
She hadn’t seen Fredrick in weeks. His business trip to Tokyo had stretched on longer than expected, leaving her with too much time to think and worry.
Fredrick, nearly fifteen years her junior, had a vibrant energy that drew her in. His dark hair, intense green eyes, and easy smile had captivated her from their first meeting at a charity gala. He was ambitious, intelligent, and utterly devoted to her, despite the challenges their relationship faced.
As Margaret sipped her tea, she heard the faint sound of a car engine in the driveway. Her heart leaped, and she set the cup down with a trembling hand. Could it be? She hurried to the window and peered out, her breath catching as she saw Fredrick stepping out of a sleek black sports car.
Without thinking, she rushed to the front door, her pulse quickening with each step. She flung it open just as Fredrick was reaching for the doorbell. He looked up, surprise and joy lighting up his face.
"Margaret," he breathed, his voice warm and rich.
"Fredrick," she whispered, her voice catching in her throat.
They stood there for a moment, just looking at each other. Then, as if pulled by an invisible force, Margaret stepped forward and threw her arms around him. He held her tightly, burying his face in her hair.
"I missed you so much," he murmured.
"I missed you too," she replied, her voice muffled against his shoulder.