Story Description Rebecca Patricia Armstrong is the only heir to Thailand's most powerful business empire. As the future successor to her father's company, she has been raised to one day take over the entire empire. Intelligent, confident, and unpredictable, she excels in the business world but enjoys her freedom outside of work, believing that love is nothing more than a distraction. Freen Sarocha built her company from the ground up. As one of Thailand's most respected CEOs, she is admired for her determination, discipline, and strength. After a painful divorce, she dedicates her life to her career and to her five-year-old daughter, Anaya, who means everything to her. When their companies become fierce rivals, every meeting turns into a battle. Neither woman is willing to back down, and every encounter only deepens the hatred between them. Everything begins to change when Rebecca unexpectedly meets little Anaya, completely unaware that she is Freen's daughter. A little girl with an innocent heart slowly becomes the bridge between two women who never imagined they could understand one another. Can rivalry become respect? Can hatred turn into love? Or will pride, ambition, and the weight of the past destroy their chance at happiness? An enemies-to-lovers slow burn filled with tension, ambition, family, and a love worth fighting for. Disclaimer This is a work of fiction created purely for entertainment purposes. The story, characters, events, and relationships portrayed are entirely fictional and do not reflect the real lives, personalities, or experiences of the individuals whose names or likenesses are used. Every character in this story is portrayed with respect. No harm or disrespect is intended toward any individual. If any person featured in this fanfiction ever wishes for this story to be removed, it will be taken down immediately out of respect for their wishes.

Thirty-six hours apart felt longer than they were willing to admit. ----------- This is a work of fiction!

Beckfreen just read it'...

When Freen Sarocha Chankimha was just a child, domestic violence scarred her childhood like a silent wound. To survive, she learned to hide her emotions, to read others with unsettling accuracy, and to manipulate them from the depths of their hearts. Showing weakness was never an option. This work is intended for readers 18 and over (+18) and addresses sensitive topics; therefore, discretion is advised. This story is not mine, I just translated it, credit goes to @ray_28 GXG

She loves her more than she'll ever know, and she loves her more than she'll ever show.

💔 Prologue - Freen The first time I lost a heartbeat, it wasn't in an operating room. It was on a Tuesday, under a mango tree. I was seventeen. She was everything. They say you never forget your first failure. But no one tells you that your skin remembers it too-the way it tightens when the silence drags too long, the way your hands twitch when the monitor flatlines. Not every wound bleeds. Some just echo. Years have passed. Degrees earned, white coats collected, hands steadied over scalpel and skin. I've stitched lungs back to life, kept hearts beating longer than they wanted to. But tonight... Tonight, a girl collapsed under lights and cameras, and they wheeled her through my ER doors with fire on her skin and ice in her veins. She shouldn't matter. Just another patient. Just another case. But when her fingers twitched against mine, something cracked. I don't know her name. I only know her pulse doesn't follow the rules. And neither will I.

Rebecca "Becky" Armstrong has the perfect life. She runs a charming café in suburban Bangkok, bakes the best brownies in the neighborhood, and has been happily married to successful architect Freen Sarocha for ten years. Together, they're raising three kids in their peaceful gated community. Becky is known as the sweet one-soft-spoken, gentle, always ready with a warm smile and homemade cookies. While her confident wife Freen handles the big decisions, Becky manages their home with quiet grace. But when armed men break into their house one night, everything changes. In ninety seconds, Freen watches her gentle wife disarm four trained operatives with brutal efficiency. No hesitation. No fear. Just lethal precision that shouldn't belong to a café owner who burns toast. "Pack one bag each. We have ten minutes." Suddenly they're on the run-kids terrified in the backseat, Freen demanding answers, and Becky driving like she's done this before. Because she has. Ten years of marriage. Ten years of "business trips" and "corporate burnout" stories. Ten years of secrets hidden behind that sweet smile. Now someone from Becky's past wants her dead, and the only way to survive is for Becky to become someone Freen doesn't recognize. As they race across Southeast Asia with mercenaries on their trail, Freen is forced to trust this dangerous stranger wearing her wife's face-the one who teaches their kids to evade capture, who speaks languages Freen never knew she knew, who can kill without blinking. Freen is furious. Betrayed. Terrified. And undeniably attracted to this side of Becky she never knew existed. Who is the woman she married? How much of their life was real? And can love survive when everything was built on lies? Some secrets are worth keeping. Others are worth killing for. And Becky's secret? It's both. Content Warning: Contains violence, action sequences, mild language, themes of betrayal and trust issues. Family-friendly overall with mature themes.

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Freen is a single mother navigating the wreckage left by her ex-husband Seng-a man who taught her how easily love can be weaponized. She's rebuilding her life piece by piece, not looking for romance, just a moment to breathe. Becky Armstrong is a high-powered corporate lawyer with a reputation for being untouchable-brilliant, beautiful, and emotionally unavailable. Love is a liability, and children are a complication she's sworn to avoid. When their paths cross at a club-one woman trying to forget, the other trying not to feel-they don't expect sparks. But something shifts. A glance. A drink. A challenge neither of them saw coming. BeckFreen!!!

Freen, a dedicated and sharp-minded detective known for her unwavering commitment to justice, crosses paths with Becky, an enigmatic figure shrouded in mystery, suspected of orchestrating a web of criminal activities. Their initial encounters are charged with tension, their motives seemingly at odds. However, as fate intertwines their lives, Freen and Becky find themselves drawn to each other in unexpected ways. Their clandestine meetings blur the lines between duty and desire. Freen, overwhelmed by emotion, starts to question her own principles, gradually distancing herself from her moral compass, going rogue in pursuit of a life that defies the black-and-white boundaries of law enforcement. As the truth unfolds, Freen grapples with the devastating reality of her actions and the authenticity of her feelings. Were they ever real? In a heart-wrenching standoff, where love, betrayal, and justice collide, leaving both to question the true nature of their identities. This is my own story that I've created. All characters are fiction. I will say this story is a bit of a slow burn. Hope you enjoy it!!!