Love Unspoken

Chapter 1338

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Chapter 1338 Freya, hearing that, took another step forward, like she was scared he'd ditch her. "Peanut's still missing. Where am I supposed to go if I don't stick with you?" "I'll find the little idiot for you. No need to tag along. Just wait for the divorce," Walter shot back, ice-cold.

The word "idiot" made Freya's blood boil. "He's not an idiot!" she snapped.

Walter sneered, "Oh yeah? If he's not an idiot, then what is he? A fool?" "You..." Freya was so mad she almost slapped him, just like she did to Getty last time.

But she held back.

Clenching her fists, she glared at Walter. "He wasn't always like this." "Back then, Peanut would smile, grab your finger, and babble. He was just like any other normal kid. Even if he wasn't yours, you held him, told him stories. How can you call him that?" Freya said, her heart aching. But all she got was a cold, mocking laugh from Walter.

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He didn't bother arguing, just got in the car and left her standing there.

Freya watched the car drive off, her vision getting blurry with tears.

Thinking about the good old days, the difference with Walter's coldness now was like night and day. She never thought such a sweet guy could turn so heartless.

Every tshe saw Walter's cold face, she regretted it a thousand times over.

If only she'd been stronger back then and not fallen for him.

The cops were quicker than Walter. But the area behind the pedestrian street was a maze, with barely any cameras, making it tough to ID the kidnappers. Getty was freaking out because Peanut was right there with her.

She had him kidnapped just to mess with Freya. She hadn't figured out the next step yet.

Sure, she wanted to lure Freya out and kill her, but she didn't have the guts. She'd worked too hard for what she had now to risk it all.

'Besides, killing Freya wouldn't be satisfying. To really get back at someone, you gotta make them live in constant pain and fear,' Getty thought.

But she hadn't figured out how to make Freya's life a living hell while keeping herself safe. She wasn't that smart. Before she could cup with a plan, Freya had already called the cops.

The more Getty thought about it, the angrier she got. She grabbed Peanut, pinching his arm hard. "Bitch! Your mom's a bitch, and you're a little bitch too. Why do you have to go against me?!" Her fingers dug into Peanut's arm, making him cry out in pain.

Hearing his cries, Getty got even more pissed and shoved him to the ground.

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"Crying. All you do is cry! Why are you crying now? Wait until your mam's dead, then cry!" Getty yelled angrily.

Peanut's forehead hit the ground with a dull thud, a hard fall.

m But Getty didn't care. She picked him up again and pinched him somewhere else. "Skutup. You hear ent me?" Peanut kept crying, which made Getty even madder. She slapped him.

"Bastard! Shut up!" Peanut was stunned by the slap, his crying paused for a second, then started again.

Getty, getting more and more irritated, grabbed his collar and m stammed him onto the table.

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