Back at the Royal Garden Manor, Freya took a hot bath as soon as possible to dispel the chill all over her body. When she came out, she lazily lay on the sofa and called Ella.

"Ella, starting from tomorrow, don't let Shawn die go to the medical clinic."

“Why?”

Ella asked in confusion, "She has a talent for it, she recognized hundreds of medicinal materials in just a few days. If she is well trained, she will definitely be a talent in the future."

"Even if she is talented, I dare not use her, after all, she is Madeline's sister."

Freya sighed.

At first sight, she had a good impression of Shawn die, who knew she was actually Sophia.

So, for the sake of friendship, she could only sacrifice Sophia.

Regarding the relationship between Sophia and James, she will not intervene too much.

"What about Madeline's sister, isn't she abroad?"

"Shawn die is Sophia. She returned to the country with James some time ago. Today, Madeline met her at the cemetery. Sophia talked about many things from the past, causing Madeline to lose control of her emotions and go into premature labor."

Freya briefly recounted today's events to Ella.

After hearing it, Ella was shocked, "So what now? Sophia is going to be with James, so in the future, should I call you Aunt San?"

"What future? In another two months, I will go back to the southern country with Bradley. I probably won't come back in the future and will never see you again."

Freya was not worried about that, but rather concerned that Madeline may not be able to accept it.

After all, she harbored deep resentment towards Sophia!

"Okay, I will handle things on Sophia's end. Tomorrow, you definitely won't appear in her sight again!"

"Alright!"

Freya chatted with Ella about the upcoming concert, and after hanging up the phone, she leaned back on the sofa and started thinking. The concert was still two months away, and although she had written her new song, she hadn't started recording it yet. Freya felt like it was still early, so she took the music sheet and started singing, trying to find the rhythm. It had been a long time since she had sung, sometimes she almost forgot that she was a singer. Her melodious voice filled the whole room. Freya quickly got into the zone, closed her eyes and immersed herself in her own world. She had been singing and dancing since she was a child, winning a dance award in kindergarten and then winning several awards consecutively. She was even invited to music and dance talent shows. However, her mother did not want her to enter the entertainment industry at such a young age, so she refused the competition. Later, Sophie brought Jasmine into the Lawsons family, and her life underwent a drastic change. Shortly after her mother's death, she was kicked out of the Lawsons family and sent to the countryside, and she never touched music again.

If it weren't for Black Flame appearing, she might have never had a chance to be on the stage in her lifetime.

When emotions ran deep, Freya stood up from the sofa and couldn't help but dance gracefully.

Over the years, in order to maintain flexibility, she has been controlling her diet and keeping fit, combined with martial arts training, her dance can be both gentle and powerful.

Her previous stage style was singing and dancing, but now she is going for a traditional Chinese style, with minimal movements to avoid harming the child.

The whole bedroom was very quiet, so quiet that only her breathing could be heard.

Freya tried to dance on one foot, but she underestimated her abilities, losing her balance and almost falling to one side.

Luckily there was a table nearby, and she quickly caught hold of it to stabilize herself.

If it weren't for that, the consequences of falling down would be unimaginable!

It seems that she hasn't danced in a long time, even her dancing skills have become rusty.

Freya took a deep breath and tried again.

She first held onto the table to steady herself, then slowly released her hand.

Actually, during pregnancy, especially in the middle trimester, it's suitable to do some prenatal yoga. This movement she attempted was relatively simple, but...

She stumbled again on her second attempt, swaying dangerously.

Watching her about to fall, Freya felt a sense of foreboding. She was just about to brace herself with her hands to steady her body when, before her hands could move, a strong force pulled her away.

Freya cried out in shock as she crashed heavily into a wall of flesh.

She groaned in pain.

"So, someone has been hiding in the room engaging in vigorous activity, hmm?" A deep and magnetic voice came from above.

Freya slowly lifted her head, only to be met with a pair of dark and cold eyes. Her heart skipped a beat the next second.

"Bradley, when did you arrive?"

The man furrowed his brow slightly and directly lifted her up, heading towards the sofa. "Just arrived not long ago."

"No, why is there no sound when you walk?"

She didn't hear any movement at all.

The key is that the door is closed. There should be some noise when opening the door, right?

Bradley placed her on the sofa, wiped away the sweat from her forehead, and then spoke, "Don't forget, your husband is not an ordinary person!"

Freya ran her fingers through her hair, nodding.

Indeed, back when Bradley pretended to be injured, he had countless times stealthily sneaked in without anyone noticing.

As she was thinking about this, she heard the man's voice again, "What song were you just singing? It sounds pretty good."

When he came in, Freya was dancing and humming a tune, her clear and ethereal voice was like a divine sound, carrying a hint of sadness.

However, the sound was extremely pure, far better than any music he had ever heard.

"Guessing at random."

Freya turned her face away, feeling too guilty to meet the man's eyes.

Caught red-handed by her own man while practicing singing, she probably won't be found out, right?

Bradley smirked, "I realize that my wife's voice is more pleasant than the average singer's. If she were to debut, she might surpass the A-list singer Reita and you wouldn't stand a chance."

"How is that possible? Reita's popularity is not something ordinary people can compare with. Besides, I just casually hum, while Reita is a professional. There is simply no comparison between the two."

Freya didn't want to continue this conversation, afraid of revealing her true identity.

She hugged the man's arm, a sudden idea flashing through her mind.

Because she hadn't warmed up for a long time, and with a child in her belly, she was cautious not to make too big movements.

But on the day of the concert, she couldn't just stand there and sing without doing anything; a little light dancing was still necessary.

She raised her gaze, her eyes shining as she looked at Bradley, coquettishly saying, "Honey, shall we dance?"

Bradley was stunned for a moment. Then, he domineeringly grabbed her slender waist and said in a deep voice, "You're pregnant, no sudden moves allowed!" Freya already knew he would say that. So, she concealed her identity as Reita, and couldn't blame her entirely. After all, Bradley's cautious demeanor would definitely not allow her to hold a concert. "Just a slow dance, you lead me!" Her bright eyes shimmered with light, her tender and adorable appearance melting the man's heart. Unable to resist her stubbornness, Bradley could only nod in agreement. He got up and turned on the music. As the soft melody played, he stood in front of Freya and elegantly bent down, extending his hand to her like a gentleman. "My beautiful princess, come on!"