Freya did not know what to say. She lowered her head before she raised it again and asked rhetorically, "Why do you keep thinking so poorly of me?"
Gideon said in utter disdain, "You married into the family for money. Do you think you are some saint?"
The moment he finished his sentence, he pulled off his tie over his head and unbuttoned his shirt nonchalantly.
Freya instantly looked flustered when she saw him undressing. "What are you doing?"
"Going to bed," the man answered succinctly.
Freya hurriedly veered her eyes away, but she genuinely did not know where to look and felt terribly awkward.
Gideon watched as she kept looking around uneasily. There was a blush on her face while he sat on the couch completely calm.
He laughed coldly and said, "Don't get me wrong. I would never touch a woman like you. Do you plan on sitting on the couch the entire night?"
"Nope, definitely not!" she answered hurriedly.
