We Were Thunder Pretending to Be Lovers in the Storm by Coren Elen Vey 23 Summary
In “We Were Thunder Pretending to Be Lovers in the Storm” by Coren Elen Vey, the story opens with Freya sensing the unspoken worries of her daughter, Emmy, as she prepares for school. Emmy’s bright smile temporarily eases Freya’s concerns, but a sense of apprehension lingers as she urges her children to be careful. The moment Emmy slams the car door and walks away with confidence tugs at Etty’s heart, prompting him to wave back at Freya, which brings her a flicker of comfort amidst her worries.
As Felix drives Freya to Pearson Group, he is surprised by her insistence to accompany him despite her blindness. Freya’s determination to reintegrate into her work environment is evident as she expresses her desire to gather insights about ongoing projects. Felix reluctantly agrees, and they arrive at the company where Freya feels a mix of nostalgia and alienation, as many employees have forgotten her or do not recognize her. The moment Leo, Felix’s assistant, acknowledges her presence, Freya’s warmth shines through as she reconnects with someone from her past.
However, Felix’s interactions with Dean reveal deeper tensions. Dean’s mocking comments about Freya’s persistence in their marriage highlight the complexities of their relationship. Felix remains protective of Freya, asserting her importance in his life despite Dean’s jabs. The conversation shifts to a more serious note as Dean introduces the topic of Sinclair, the elusive second son of the Kallis family, whom Felix must navigate carefully due to his dangerous reputation.
The emotional undercurrents of the chapter are palpable, with Freya’s desire for independence clashing against the realities of her circumstances. Felix’s protective instincts toward Freya juxtapose with the challenges they face as they confront the implications of Sinclair’s potential involvement in their lives. The chapter encapsulates themes of love, resilience, and the complexities of familial relationships against a backdrop of uncertainty and looming threats.
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**We Were Thunder Pretending to Be Lovers in the Storm by Coren Elen Vey**
Of course, Freya could intuitively sense the thoughts swirling in Emmy’s mind. Behind the dark lenses of her sunglasses, Freya noticed a subtle dimming of Emmy’s gaze, a flicker of something unspoken. As was customary, Felix was indulging Emmy’s whims, allowing her to steer the course of their day.
“All right, let your brother accompany you. Daddy will keep watch from the car until you’re safely inside the school,” he declared, his voice steady, masking any underlying concern.
“Thanks, Daddy!” Emmy’s smile was radiant, sweet as sugar, lighting up her face and momentarily dispelling the clouds of worry that hung over Freya.
With a hint of apprehension, Freya reminded them, her voice laced with maternal instinct, “Etty, Emmy, please be careful on your way. Stay safe.”
Bang!
Emmy slammed the car door shut with a force that echoed in the silence, striding away with her head held high, not bothering to glance back.
Etty took a few tentative steps, then turned his head toward the parked car behind them. Freya’s hand was extended out the window, still waving them off with that familiar gesture.
A pang of emotion tugged at Etty’s heart. He knew she couldn’t see him, yet he felt compelled to lift his own hand and give her a small, almost shy wave in return.
In that moment, a flicker of comfort ignited within Freya’s chest.
At least Etty hadn’t completely shut her out…
With one hand firmly gripping the steering wheel, Felix cast a sidelong glance at her. “Freya, I have a client arriving at the office shortly, and I need to meet with him personally. I’ll drop you at the intersection ahead, and the driver will take you home.”
Freya shook her head emphatically. “No need for that, Felix. I want to accompany you to the company.”
He hesitated for a brief moment, clearly taken aback by her eagerness to return. “Are you sure?” he asked, his brow furrowing in concern.
“Absolutely. Even though I can’t see, I can still gather insights from my colleagues regarding the current R&D situation and the progress of our projects. It’ll be beneficial for my reintegration later,” she replied, her voice steady with determination.
Felix tapped his index finger thoughtfully against the steering wheel, contemplating her words. After a few seconds of silence, he relented with a sigh. “Fine.”
Thus, Freya returned to Pearson Group alongside Felix.
Five years had slipped by, yet the familiar halls felt as if they had been frozen in time, the essence of the place still resonating within her.
As soon as Felix entered the building, every pair of eyes turned toward him, an electric current of respect rippling through the crowd. Employees greeted him one after another with a courteous “President Pearson,” to which he responded with a faint, polite nod.
Walking beside him, Freya had one arm linked through his, while her other hand held her white cane, drawing curious glances from those around them.
In the span of five years, the old employees had nearly forgotten her, and the new faces had no context to understand who she was.
Felix made no effort to introduce her.
“President Pearson.” His assistant, Leo, rushed over, his expression shifting from businesslike to astonished as he registered Freya’s presence beside Felix. “Madam Pearson, you’ve woken up!” he exclaimed, his voice trembling with barely contained excitement.
Freya returned his enthusiasm with a warm smile. “It’s been quite a while, Assistant Leo.”
She remembered him vividly.
Six years prior, when he had joined Pearson Group, she had personally conducted his interview, a moment etched in her memory.
She hadn’t anticipated that he would rise to become Felix’s chief assistant.
Felix glanced at his buzzing phone, and without a flicker of emotion, he switched the screen off.
“Freya, the client is already here. I need to meet him immediately. Let Leo show you around the company. If anything comes up, just give me a call,” he instructed, his tone brisk yet caring.
“Go ahead, don’t worry about me,” Freya replied gently, a reassuring smile on her lips.
Before he left, Felix leaned in, pressing a kiss to her cheek, a gesture meant to uphold the image of a devoted husband in the eyes of others.
Inside, Freya felt a wave of frustration wash over her at his performance, but she forced herself to smile and play along, maintaining the facade.
Unbeknownst to her, from a vantage point on the second floor, Vanessa observed every detail of the scene unfold. Her hand tightened around the file folder she was clutching, a mix of emotions swirling within her.
Once Felix had departed, Leo turned to Freya with an eager smile. “Madam, where would you like to go first?”
Her response was immediate and resolute. “Take me to the R&D department.”
That was the realm she understood best. After all, pharmaceutical research was her strongest suit.
Meanwhile, Felix exited the private elevator, striding purposefully toward his office. As he pushed open the door, he found Dean already seated on the plush sofa, a coffee cup cradled in his hands.
“You’re late,” Dean remarked, taking a sip and raising an eyebrow at Felix.
Felix offered a helpless smile, a hint of exasperation in his tone. “Freya insisted on coming with me to the company. It took a bit of time to arrange for her.”
“Freya?” Dean’s brow furrowed at the mention of her name, skepticism creeping into his voice. “Isn’t she still blind? And she still insists on clinging to you like this?”
His tone dripped with mockery. “She’s been the same for ten years—like a piece of glue you can’t scrape off.”
A memory of Freya’s past antics flickered in Dean’s mind, and he sneered. “Then again, without that level of persistence and shamelessness, how else could a woman like her have married into the Pearson family?”
Felix chose not to refute him; instead, he fell into a contemplative silence.
Indeed, everyone around him recognized Freya’s unwavering obsession with him as an unshakeable truth. She was a constant in his life, and she would never change.
He likened it to the act of ripping out tulips from the garden and planting yellow roses instead. Perhaps this was merely her new tactic to recapture his attention after waking up.
As that realization settled in, a weight he hadn’t even recognized began to lift from his shoulders.
The vague irritation that had gnawed at him for the past couple of days started to fade.
He looked at Dean and spoke evenly, “That’s enough. She’s still my wife and the mother of my two children. Please refrain from making such comments in her presence.”
Dean caught the underlying tone in Felix’s voice and smirked faintly. “Relax. I’ll save face for you in public.”
But he hadn’t come merely to disparage Freya.
“I spoke to my father about it last night. The one who acquired Dominic Pharmaceuticals isn’t the high-profile eldest son of the Cedric family; it’s the elusive second son…” Dean paused, locking eyes with Felix, a meaningful look passing between them. He set his coffee cup down and uttered the name. “Sinclair.”
Felix’s expression darkened slightly.
Within their social circle, the Kallis family might not be the wealthiest, but their political influence far surpassed that of the Pearson family. At the pinnacle of his career, old Mr. Kallis could waltz in and out of the presidential palace without needing any clearance.
Because of this, the Kallis family’s standing in elite circles allowed them to mingle seamlessly with the Cedric family.
The public heir of the Cedric family was Seth Cedric. However, in recent years, rumors had circulated about the old patriarch having an illegitimate son roaming the world—Sinclair.
Felix frowned deeply.
If it had been Seth, navigating the situation would have been straightforward. He could have found an intermediary, arranged a meeting, and felt confident in persuading him to cooperate.
But Sinclair…
“Do you know what kind of man Sinclair is?” Felix inquired, his tone laced with concern.
Dean froze momentarily, memories flashing back to an encounter from over half a year ago, in a certain underground club in Country M, where he had crossed paths with Sinclair.
The man had been half-covered in blood, a wicked smile twisting his lips as he slowly lifted his eyelids. The look in his eyes—dark, predatory, and tinged with an unsettling bloodlust—was something one could search a million faces for and never find again.
Even now, Dean felt a chill crawl up his spine at the recollection.
He offered a grave warning. “Sinclair is the kind of man you’d do well to avoid provoking…”
Conclusion
As Freya navigated the familiar yet foreign halls of Pearson Group, a profound sense of resilience began to bloom within her. The echoes of her past mingled with the present, reminding her of the woman she once was and the mother she had become. Although the world around her had shifted during her absence, the warmth of her connection with Etty and Emmy lingered, igniting a flicker of hope. Freya’s determination to reintegrate herself into the company was not just a professional endeavor; it was a declaration of her existence and her unwavering commitment to her family. The subtle exchange of waves with Etty encapsulated the emotional bond that still tethered them, despite the distance that had grown between them.
Meanwhile, Felix’s internal struggle revealed the complexities of his feelings towards Freya. As he faced Dean’s mockery and the looming threat of Sinclair, he began to confront the reality of their relationship—one that was fraught with both love and obligation. The weight of his wife’s persistent presence was no longer a burden but a reminder of the life they had built together. In acknowledging Freya as not just his wife but the mother of his children, Felix found clarity amidst the chaos. The storm that had once threatened to uproot their lives now served as a catalyst for renewal, allowing both Freya and Felix to embrace their roles in this unpredictable narrative. Together, they stood on the precipice of change, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, united in their love and their shared history.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
In the upcoming chapter, readers can expect a whirlwind of emotions as Freya navigates her reentry into the corporate world, juxtaposed against the shadowy intrigue surrounding Felix’s dealings with Sinclair. With her determination to reclaim her place at Pearson Group, Freya will face not only the skepticism of her colleagues but also the lingering doubts about her own capabilities. As she steps into the R&D department, anticipation builds around how her insights will be received and whether her presence will ignite old rivalries or foster unexpected alliances. The stakes are high, and Freya’s journey back into the fold promises to be fraught with tension and revelation.
Additionally, the tension between Felix and Dean will deepen as they grapple with the implications of Sinclair’s emergence in their lives. Felix’s protective instincts will clash with the reality of his business dealings, forcing him to confront not only the potential threat Sinclair poses but also the fragility of his carefully constructed life. As whispers of the past resurface and secrets threaten to unravel, readers will be left on the edge of their seats, eager to discover how these intertwined narratives will unfold. Will Freya’s determination to reintegrate into her old life empower her, or will the shadows of doubt and danger prove too formidable? The next chapter is set to unveil the complexities of love, loyalty, and the relentless pursuit of one’s identity amidst a storm of uncertainty.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
