A ruthless businesswoman falls for a carefree lawyer - a love she feels deeply, while the other remains blissfully unaware.

Why, Freen? Why did you do this?" Becky cried, her voice trembling. "Baby, I can explain," Freen pleaded, trying to hug her, but Becky pushed her away, both of them in tears. Now, years after their painful breakup, fate brings them together again. Will they reconcile and rediscover the love that once bound them, or are some threads meant to unravel forever?

Rebecca is a hopeless romantic control freak. Freen is just... not it. Disclaimer: Story is not mine, I only adapted it to FreenBecky Fanfic because I love this piece and I love FB. I want to see them portray the characters in this story.

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.

*****I DO NOT OWN this story, i just converted it to Freenbeck. All credits go to the original author*****

𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴!! . . 𝘉𝘌𝘊𝘒𝘠 𝘛𝘖𝘗!!! . . 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧o𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘚𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬.

When the rich man's daughter "Rebecca Armstrong" meet the young famous chef of thailand "Sarocha Chankimha". Her world stop spinning. She will do anything to get the attention of that chef. Little did she know that she's already falling inlove with her. Let's see how this famous chef would react to it 😉🤭

Rebecca "Becky" Armstrong, a famous young actress, and "Freen" Sarocha Chankimha, a fiercely ambitious architect, share a love that once burned brightly. But as their careers pull them in opposite directions, their marriage is tested by unspoken fears, insecurities, and the crushing weight of expectations. Freen battles the ache of feeling unworthy of Becky's love, while Becky longs for the connection and intimacy they've lost. With media scrutiny and personal doubts threatening to tear them apart, they face an agonizing question: Can their love survive the distance, or will their once-unbreakable bond shatter beyond repair? ---- This is my first original story, and of course it's a fanfiction. None of this is real-it all exists only in my imagination. ---- ((This story contains heavy angst, slow burn and mature content. Reader discretion is advised))

Becky Armstrong's life was a symphony of precision and control. As a brilliant medical examiner, she approached every case with a logical mind and a steady hand. Her personal life was equally streamlined, with her daughter, Anna, being the center of her universe. But on this particular day, something felt off-kilter. Maybe it was the way the sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted the dust motes dancing in the air. Or maybe it was the way Anna's laughter echoed through the hallway, a carefree sound that seemed to hold a hint of foreboding. Whatever the reason, Becky couldn't shake off the feeling that something was about to change. And then, like a whispered secret, it happened. A knock on the door, an introduction, and a pair of piercing green eyes locked onto hers. Freen Sarocha Chanmika, the tough-as-nails detective, had walked into their lives, and Becky felt the axis of her world tilt ever so slightly. Sometimes you can feel the moment when your life changes; something happens and you feel a shift. Becky Armstrong didn't believe in fate; not really, and yet the day she and her daughter, Anna, met Freen Sarocha Chanmika, she couldn't help feeling like somehow her life had changed. She wasn't really sure what she felt that day, but watching Freen connect with Anna in a way that few others could, she couldn't help thinking that maybe, just maybe it was fate.

Becky Armstrong Sarocha and Freen Sarocha are bound by an arranged marriage, not love. Becky is the perfect wife in every way, fulfilling her duties without complaint, yet her heart still carries the scars of being abandoned by her former lover, Charlotte. Freen, the brilliant and devoted chief of Grey Sloan Hospital, loves Becky deeply but struggles to understand emotions due to past trauma. Aware that Becky's devotion is only duty, not love, Freen accepts it anyway. Their marriage survives on responsibility, sacrifice, and unspoken pain.