Linotte Reads 50 Shades: Fifty Shades Freed, Chapter Nineteen

Happy Wednesday, all! It’s time for yet another recap of Fifty Shades Freed! I know you’re thrilled. We’re now on Chapter Nineteen, and when we last left our couple, Ana’s stepdad, Ray, had finally awakened from his coma. Let’s see what happens next and get some snark in while we’re at it!

“How is he?” he asks as I wrap my arms around him.
“Talking, thirsty, bewildered. He doesn’t remember the accident at all.”
“That’s understandable. Now that he’s awake, I want to get him moved to Seattle. Then we can go home, and my mom can keep an eye on him.”

Gizmo shocked
Yo, her stepdad just woke up from a coma, and you want to move him NOW so you can go back to your life? Image via Giphy.

“Wait here. Don’t move.” He gives me a brief hot, intense look and turns on his heel, stalking toward the bedroom. Oh . . . Christian barefoot. Why are his feet so hot? He’s back a few moments later, taking me by surprise as he leans over me from behind.

Edward from Twilight
Are his feet as hot as his intense looks when he’s constipated? Image via Giphy.

He leans back in his chair with a self-satisfied smirk and takes a sip of his white wine. “What would you like to do now?” His voice is soft.
“What do you want to do?”
He raises an eyebrow, amused. “What I always want to do.”

Brain in Suit
Try to take over the world? Image via Giphy.

“I know. I love you, too.” I caress his face. “And you’re precious to me, too. You do know that, don’t you?”
His stills, looking lost.
Oh, Christian . . . my sweet Fifty.
“Believe me,” I whisper.
“It’s not easy.” His voice is almost inaudible.
“Try. Try hard, because it’s true.” I stroke his face once more, my fingers brushing against his sideburns. His eyes are gray oceans of loss and hurt and pain. I want to climb into his body and hold him. Anything to stop that look. When will he realize that he means the world to me? That he’s more than worthy of my love, the love of his parents—his siblings? I have told him over and over, and yet here we are as Christian gives me his lost, abandoned look. Time. It will just take time.

Wayne and Garth - We're nor worthy
Maybe quite hanging around these two, Christian. Image via Giphy.

He sighs. “I got an e-mail from Detective Clark. He wants to talk to you about that fucker Hyde.”
“Really?” I sit back to gaze at Christian.
“Yes. I told him you’re in Portland for the time being, so he’ll have to wait. But he says he’d like to interview you here.”
“He’s coming here?”
“Apparently so.” Christian looks bemused.

BB James Cagney with gun.
Christian won’t let no dirty coppers talk to his wife. Also bb James Cagney could get it. Image via Giphy.

“It’s Mrs. Grey I wish to see,” Clark says pointedly to Christian and to Taylor stationed beside the door. Christian glances then nods almost imperceptibly at Taylor who turns and leaves, shutting the door behind him.
“Anything you wish to say to my wife you can say in front of me.” Christian’s voice is cool and businesslike. Detective Clark turns to me.
“Are you sure you’d like your husband to be present?”
I frown at him. “Of course. I have nothing to hide. You are just interviewing me?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“I’d like my husband to stay.”

Really, like she can’t talk to the police by herself?

“That’s not true,” I state calmly. “In fact, it was the other way around. He propositioned me in a very aggressive manner, and he was fired.”
Detective Clark’s mouth flattens briefly into a thin line before he continues.
“Hyde alleges that you fabricated a tale about sexual harassment in order to get him fired. He says that you did this because he refused your advances and because you wanted his job.”
I frown. Holy crap. Jack is even more delusional than I thought.“That’s not true.” I shake my head.

Maleficent laughing with Misandry caption.
Misandry! Image via Giphy.

“My security chief. He’s interviewed Hyde’s past five PAs.”
“And why’s that?”
Christian gives him a steely glare. “Because my wife worked for him, and I run security checks on anyone my wife works with.”
Detective Clark flushes. I shrug apologetically at him with a welcome-to-my-world smile.

Stewie beating up Kool-Aid Man
The detective must be wondering what Kool-aid she’s been drinking. Image via Giphy.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. How could I have let this happen . . . again? I suddenly feel sick and offer a silent prayer. Please no. Please no. It’s too soon. It’s too soon. It’s too soon.
When I reenter Dr. Greene’s office, she gives me a tight smile and waves me to the seat in front of her desk. I sit down and wordlessly hand her my sample. She dips a small white stick into it and watches. She raises her eyebrows as it turns pale blue.
“What does blue mean?” The tension is almost choking me.
She looks up at me, her eyes serious. “Well, Mrs. Grey, it means you’re pregnant.”
What? No. No. No. Fuck.

Jack and Karen cheering.
Imaga via Giphy.

And that’s it for this week!

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