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.

think this had been some

know when he might need a favor, and holding a grudge was something

gave a soft hum

finish signing the discharge papers, then finally took Kristian

seat in absolute silence. Every so often, though, he'd steal a glance at

unease, and a touch of confusion.

my sister, right?" he

keeping her focus on

fidgeted with his hands, then asked in a soft, uncertain voice,

She shoved aside the tangle

do you say

a low voice, the innocence in

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

call your dad tomorrow to come pick

lowered his

looped through his mind-his sister didn't like

saving her. The least she

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

that age, kids

thought, Freya drove them

out of the car, Kristian followed closely behind, carrying his belongings,

entered the elevator and rode it

just as they stepped out, they ran into Ellis, who was

in

was going on? Why was Freya suddenly

back so he can recover," Freya

swept over Kristian, observing his posture

just wait

he'd

stood there silent, and decided to wrap things

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

to Ellis

seriously not even