After all this fuss, it was almost noon.

This was the first time Ella had helped someone with this kind of wound, maintaining full concentration throughout. By the time the stitching was done, she was drenched in sweat.

"I've finished treating it. You should rest in bed for the next couple of days. I'll take care of anything that needs to be handled, so don't push yourself further."

After speaking, she packed away the needle and thread, pulled over a thin quilt to cover her.

Freya had just been numb from the anesthesia and didn't feel the pain, but once the anesthesia wore off, she couldn't stop gasping in pain.

In her current state, even if she had the will, she couldn't afford to be reckless!

She truly didn't know how things had ended up like this, finding it difficult to even get out of bed.

"Then go find out the situation for me. I need to know what the current situation is."

She spoke weakly with frustration, not daring to even turn over due to the pain.

Ella hummed and left with the medicine box in hand.

Not sure if it was from exhaustion or pain, Freya fell into a deep, heavy sleep.

She slept until evening, when Ella brought the news of a great victory.

Bradley successfully recaptured the Southern Kingdom, taking all military power from Kevin and holding it all in his hands.

Upon hearing this, Freya was so excited that she jumped out of bed, forgetting that her lower abdomen had just been stitched up and the pain made her grimace.

"Freya, quickly lie down and let me take a look."

Freya was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes. She obediently lay down for Dr. Ella to examine, and ended up having the wound restitched because it had burst open.

With the recent takeover of the Southern Kingdom, Bradley was extremely busy and didn't return home for several days.

After resting at home for two or three days, Freya couldn't help but send a text message to Bradley.

"Husband, I am proud of you!"

He has been plotting and calculating for so many years, finally taking back what rightfully belongs to him. From now on, this piece of land belongs to the Nan family, with no relation to the Long family. Soon, a 'ding' notification sound came from the phone. Freya slowly came back to her senses and opened it to see. "Freya, what are you doing?" "Thinking of you!" she replied without hesitation. At that moment, Wolf Mountain. Bradley was wearing a black windbreaker, standing on a huge rock, overlooking the foot of the mountain from a high vantage point. From here, he could see the entire Southern country. He held a cigarette in his hand, took a deep drag, and quickly, the gray smoke obscured his face.

He glanced at the phone screen, a charming curve appearing at the corner of his mouth. Originally, he wanted to call her, but she sent a text message first, saying such sweet words. These three words eased his exhaustion over the past few days.

"Young Master, Kevin has fainted, what should we do next with him?"

"Wake him up, let him continue to experience the taste of escaping for his life."

In Bradley's cold and dark eyes, there was only gloom. He gripped the phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

After bringing Kevin here, he sent him into the wolf training room. Kevin ran ahead, with the wolves chasing after him. He wanted Kevin to experience the feeling of being chased, more painful than death itself.

Back then, Kevin was ambitious, colluding with the royal forces to deal with the Nan family, and secretly cultivating his own dark forces, seizing his home overnight. Those people were ruthless, killing more than a hundred members of the Nan family.

Among them someone begged for mercy, escaped, surrendered, but in the end could not escape the calamity of death.

At that time he was only eight years old, safely escaping a disaster under the protection of his mother and guards, but watching his mother being insulted by Kevin.

His mother struggled, ran time and time again, only to receive more disrespect from Kevin.

Afterwards, Kevin cruelly killed his mother, blood splattering on the wall, dripping down.

He clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and vowed in his heart that one day he would make Kevin pay with his blood, making him taste the feeling of being hunted down, ultimately using his blood to appease the souls of over a hundred of the Nan clan.

Thinking of this, his phone lit up again.

A crisp 'ding' notification sound came, he received another text message from Freya.

"Where are you, darling? I want to come find you."

Bradley quickly replied with two words.

"Wolf Mountain!"

Later, she put away her phone and walked towards the pet room with ying following her.

Kevin's current state of destitution, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, wouldn't it be a waste?

Freya received a text from Bradley, changed her clothes, and walked out of the room.

As she went downstairs, she saw Matthew talking to Ella.

"What's wrong with Matthew?" she asked, curious.

"Freya, you arrived just in time. Matthew said she wants to bring a female classmate home, I can't make a decision on this, you decide."

This was Bradley's residence, guarded by layers of bodyguards outside. Not even a fly could get in on ordinary days, let alone a person.

Furthermore, Bradley's identity was special. If anything unexpected happened by letting someone in, she couldn't bear the responsibility.

Upon hearing this, Freya walked closer, reached out and rubbed Matthew's hair, "Which female classmate?"

"Mummy, it's Clara. I want to invite her to come play at our house."

Full of holding Freya's hand and swaying it back and forth, coquettishly said, "Mommy, is it okay? I've invited her several times, and she just agreed today."

Looking at the child's earnest expression, Freya smiled helplessly. She knew that Matthew liked Clara, but she didn't expect to bring her back to meet the parents so soon.

But today was not possible, she still had to go to Wolf Mountain, so she couldn't accompany Matthew. So she coaxed gently, "It's okay, but can Matthew tell Clara to come over tomorrow? Because mommy has important things to attend to today and can't help you properly entertain your classmate."

"But mommy, we agreed on today." Matthew felt a little wronged.

"Then give me Clara's phone number, Matthew. Mommy will apologize to her first, and then make an appointment with her for tomorrow, okay?"

The world of children is the most simple, what they say is what they mean. She knew Matthew was a good child who kept her promises, so she would play the role of the bad person in this case.

She also believed that the girl Matthew liked would be very understanding. Besides, she had met Clara that day and she was indeed a kind and well-behaved child.

"Okay then! Clara’s number was read out to Freya, who quickly dialed it. Soon, a sweet and lovely voice came through the phone, "Hello, may I help you?" "Is this Clara?" "Yes, I am Clara, who is this auntie?" Listening to the soft and cute voice on the other end, Freya's heart melted, and she gently said, "I am Matthew's mommy. So, Matthew is inviting you to play at our house today. However, I have some errands to run today, so I sincerely invite Clara to come play at our house tomorrow."