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.

didn't want Freya to think this had been some kind of

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

soft hum

to finish signing the discharge papers, then finally took

in the passenger seat in absolute silence. Every so often,

touch of

sister, right?" he

his way, keeping her focus on

then asked in a soft, uncertain voice,

shoved aside the tangle of thoughts crowding her mind and

do you say

feeling," Kristian said in a low voice, the innocence in

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

dad tomorrow

said nothing. He simply lowered his

through his mind-his sister didn't

know how to handle Kristian anymore. After all, he'd gotten hurt saving her.

she didn't know how to answer. If she treated him like a child and tried to

now. At that age, kids

Freya drove

of the car, Kristian followed closely behind, carrying his

and rode it

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

eyes widened in sheer disbelief. "Freya,

Why was

him back so he can

observing his posture and expression. "Lawrence couldn't fix

"Now we just wait and hope he gets better on his

like he'd missed a

glanced at Kristian, who stood there silent, and decided to wrap things

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

shut behind them, Frederick turned to Ellis with a

seriously not even