Becky has spent her life securing her family's business empire, and when a strategic merger leads to an engagement with Nat, she welcomes it-after all, it makes sense. But everything shifts the night she meets Freen, the enigmatic owner of a bar that feels like a world apart from hers. Freen is no stranger to chasing what catches her eye, and from the moment she sees Becky, she knows she wants her. But Becky is quick to shut her down-she's engaged, and Freen isn't even her type. Freen might have let it go, if not for one unexpected twist: Nat is her cousin. As their paths continue to cross, lines blur and certainties unravel. Becky begins to question what she truly wants, while Freen-who has never believed in love-finds herself dangerously close to breaking her own rules. In a game of fate, desire, and choices that could change everything, will Becky hold on to the life she's always known? Or will she take a risk on something she never saw coming?

Freen has always been cautious with her heart. Scarred by a past that taught her love comes with pain, she's sworn to keep her distance from anything that might leave her vulnerable. Then she meets Becky-a bright, confident woman who's everything Freen didn't know she needed. But Freen's fear of falling holds her back, even as Becky's persistence begins to crumble her walls. Becky has never considered the possibility of falling for a woman, but something about Freen feels different. Drawn to her in ways she can't explain, Becky embarks on a journey of self-discovery, grappling with feelings she never expected.

By day, Becky is a brilliant hacker working for a secret organization. By night, she's the elusive vigilante known as "Ghost," taking down corrupt government officials. Freen is a top-tier agent tasked with tracking Ghost down. What happens when the Ghost is hunted? Read on to find out!😉

Bangkok woke up to traffic, tangled deadlines, and a voice that made even heartbreak sound beautiful. Freen Sarocha lived for the radio. A hopeless romantic hiding behind playlists and early-morning dedications, she spoke about love like it was something waiting around every corner. Rebecca Armstrong, corporate queen of Armstrong Enterprise, Cold, content, determined, didn't believe in love. Not until she started tuning in to Freen Sarocha's morning radio show. Somewhere between the chaos of traffic on the road to her office tower, she fell for a voice she'd never seen - soft, stubborn, and endlessly romantic. Anonymous flowers. Secret notes. Song dedications. And soon an on-air romance started that neither of them saw coming. Freen talked about her mystery admirer live on air, while Rebecca stayed in the shadows. They never exchanged names. Never saw each other's faces. Until the night they agreed to meet......but fate twisted the dial. Freen walked up to the wrong table whereas Rebecca was waiting three tables away. She watched it happen - how the heart can tune into the right frequency, only to find it playing on the wrong station. Because in this city, some signals cross. And some hearts get lost in songs never meant for them. A tangled love story of missed chances, heartbreak, and lost frequencies. Will their hearts finally tune into each other? Let's find out.

Becky had flown off to England chasing her dreams-a two-month program followed by a year-long internship, meant to shape her future and, unintentionally, put an ocean of space between them. But Freen? Freen was never good at distance. Not when it came to Becky. So what did she do? She followed her heart-literally across continents. Freen showed up in England on the biggest day of Becky's life: graduation day. No announcement, no warning. Just a promise once made and quietly kept. Because when Freen said she'd be there for Becky-she meant it. It wasn't just about the moment. It was about proving something deeper, something unshakable: love that shows up, even when it hurts. Love that crosses oceans with nothing but a flight ticket and a stubborn heartbeat. Becky now held her degree in one hand and a future just beginning in the other. Ahead of her was the final piece: a year-long internship. A test of time, of distance, of commitment. But Freen wasn't ready to let go-not of Becky, not of them. So she stayed. While Becky worked hard on her internship, Freen kept herself busy with brand deals and campaigns-nothing too big, just enough to stay close, to share little moments together. They'd always been in love. But now comes the part no one talks about-the quiet in-betweens, the shared toothbrushes and homesick mornings, the ache of growing up together in a foreign land. What would a year in England do to their relationship? Would it deepen the roots or stretch them thin? Well- I think I know all too well. And I think you're about to find out too. So come in. Sit close. This isn't just a love story-it's The story. Let's begin.

Becky is indeed an illegitimate child,but should she be betrayed by her family and made a surrogate wife? Becky will marry a cripple woman for her stepsister! Freen Sarocha Chankimha, CEO of Paramount Group will marry Becky and Becky had to agree for the sake of her grandmother. At first, she thought everything would be fine after marriage. However, it was as if she had steeped into a tiger's cage and exited the crocodile's cage. When an incident that can change Freen's attitude towards her, she tried to make Becky fall in love with her after that. Freen Sarocha Chankimha x Rebecca Patricia Armstrong Please don't plagiarize my work!!

Freen Sarocha Chankimha is a normal student with high grades Rebecca Patricia Armstrong is the ice princess of the school who disdains Freen Sarocha WARNING⚠️ This story contains 18+ scenes and aggresion.This is my own work,all rights reserved.

Rebecca is a mother stuck in an abusive relationship who wants the best for her kids, Freen just wants a night of sleep. maybe the wall seperating their apartments is the only thing keeping them from their goals. _____ FreenBecky converted Original story by ©taeroj

# Prologue **Two Years Ago** The music is too loud. I can't stop laughing. "Becky, slow down," Irin says. Someone stops me from reaching for another drink. Saint's twin. Freen. "I think you've had enough." "Where's Saint?" I slur. "Work emergency," she says quietly. The room spins. I stumble toward the exit. Three guys block my path, saying disgusting things. Freen steps in front of me. "She's with me. Back off." They don't listen until security comes. In her car, everything's fuzzy. Her gentle hands helping me to the door. Waiting while I fumble with keys. When I turn to thank her, she's so close. Gold flecks in her dark eyes. The kiss happens before I can think. Soft. Perfect. I pull away, mumbling apologies. She backs into the shadows. I stumble inside and pass out. **The Next Morning** Saint calls early. "Beck, I'm so sorry about last night. Are you okay?" "What do you mean?" "The guys bothering you. I'm so glad I could help you get away from them." I frown. "You were there?" "Of course. I couldn't let anything happen to you. I was so worried when I saw those guys cornering you. Thank God I got you home safely." My head hurts too much to think clearly. "Thank you." "You don't remember much, do you? You were pretty drunk. That's probably for the best. Just know that I'll always protect you, Beck." Warmth spreads through my chest. Saint saved me. Saint protected me. That's when I fall in love with him. **Present Day** I'm staring at my reflection in the wrinkled wedding dress. "Becky? The car is here." The car to take me to marry the wrong twin. Saint left me at the altar this morning. Gone. Now I have to marry Freen. The woman who barely speaks to me. Who avoids me. I don't understand why she dislikes me so much. In an hour, I'll marry someone who can't even look me in the eye. Someone who isn't Saint.