She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 290 You're Seriously Not Even A Litt...

Freya gave a nod. "Alright."

With that single word, Lawrence finally let himself breathe. He trusted K would keep her promise.

"The things I told you at the hospital-he asked me to pass them along in advance," Lawrence explained, laying it all bare. "On the way to the hospital, he came to for just a moment. As soon as he opened his eyes, he told me to make sure you heard those words if things took turn for the worse."

Freya's brows drew together in a faint furrow.

Lawrence continued, "He didn't want you to carry guilt or blame yourself. In his mind, he was just doing what he had to."

"So... he never really woke up in the hospital?" Freya put the pieces together herself.

"Not only did he not wake up," Lawrence admitted, now that there was no reason to hold back, "but his condition was critical. If I hadn't been the one treating him later, he'd be buried by now."

Freya fell silent, unable to put the rush of emotion into words.

"I don't know what exactly went down between you two," Lawrence said, taking a step back from the situation, "but judging by the way Kristian acted after he got hurt-he loves you, Freya. More than anything."

He couldn't help but respect Kristian. Even in that condition, Kristian had clawed his way back to consciousness just to give out final instructions. It was downright miraculous.

"And what about blocking my contact?" Freya's thoughts circled back to that moment.

"He didn't want you to catch on. So he gave me his phone password," Lawrence said plainly. "He told me exactly when to delete you-and when to tell you the rest."

Freya glanced at the closed door ahead, her heart a tangle of feelings, too messy to sort out.

Lawrence added, "You don't have to worry about him clinging on. From what he told me, if you don't want anything from him, he won't bother you again."

Sometimes, Kristian really was a walking contradiction. In business, he was razor-sharp, a man who never second-guessed himself. But when it came to love, he swung from one extreme to the other. He'd either follow his own impulses or put someone else's feelings above all else. And strangely enough, with Freya, both

extremes had manifested.

"Got it," Freya murmured.

"So you're taking him with you by choice?" Lawrence asked, still a little wary.

this had been

play it safe-never know when he might need a favor, and holding a grudge was

soft

discharge papers, then finally took Kristian away from Lawrence's medical

ride back, Kristian sat in the passenger seat in absolute silence. Every so often,

with tension, unease, and a touch of confusion. He acted just like a little

my sister, right?" he said

focus on the road. "Yes. What's

asked in a soft, uncertain

little jolt. She shoved aside the tangle of thoughts

you say

low voice, the innocence in his tone almost

said, unsure how to respond. "When we get home, take a shower and get

your dad tomorrow to come

He simply lowered his

thought looped through his

know how to handle Kristian anymore. After all, he'd gotten hurt saving her. The least she could do was take care of

and tried to comfort him, what if he recovered and took it as a sign she still had feelings? But if she stayed

now. At that age, kids picked up on

in thought, Freya drove them into the

Kristian followed closely

and rode it up to her

have it, just as they stepped out, they ran into Ellis, who was seeing Frederick out at

widened in sheer disbelief. "Freya,

Why was Freya

brought him back so he can recover,"

swept over Kristian, observing his posture and

answered, keeping her words clipped. "Now we just wait and hope he gets better on his

he'd missed a

Kristian, who stood there silent, and decided

his low, even voice. "Let me know if you need anything Freya nodded and led

door shut behind them, Frederick turned to Ellis with a look that could only

you're seriously not