Chapter 292 He Might Be Pretending

Kristian's situation couldn't be swept under the rug-it had to be dealt with, one way or another.

If Isaac made the call to take him back, Freya would have to drive them both to the airport. But if Isaac decided to let Kristian stay behind in Alerith, she'd need to stop by Kristian's place and gather up a few of his things

In the study, Freya tapped in Isaac's number, her nerves coiling tighter with every ring as she waited for him to

pick up.

With the way Kristian was now, she honestly didn't know if Isaac would be able to stomach it.

The line clicked.

Isaac's voice came through, calm and composed.

Freya didn't waste time dancing around the subject. She cut straight to it. "Hello, do you have a moment? I need to talk to you about Kristian's condition."

"I'm free. Go ahead," Isaac replied, his voice low and even, almost comforting. "Last night, I brought Kristian back from Lawrence's facility," Freya began, careful to keep her words clear and to the point. "He's managing the basics, but there's something a little more serious..."

She faltered. The next part wasn't easy to say.

Amnesia and a childlike mind weren't exactly small matters.

When Isaac heard Kristian was managing daily tasks, some of the weight he'd been carrying lifted, and it showed in his voice. "It's all right. Just tell me everything. If he's still himself, we can handle it."

"He's lost his memory," Freya said.

At that moment, Isaac was seated in the office at Shaw Group.

When he heard her say that, his brows arched, and the words slipped out before he could stop them. "Are you sure it's actual amnesia and not an act?"

Knowing his son, it wasn't entirely off the table.

“I'm sure,” Freya said simply. She glanced out into the hallway-Kristian sat quietly on the sofa, flipping through a storybook. "Besides, Lawrence said his mind's regressed to that of a five-year-old."

"Anything else?" Isaac asked, completely unfazed.

"That's all," Freya answered. "Just those two things."

Chapter 292 He Might Be Pretending

"Freya."

"Yes?"

get so nervous. As long as he hasn't turned into a complete fool, there's nothing to panic over," Isaac said, genuinely

that Lawrence had handed Kristian of meant the rest was up to

himself.

was the case, it just came

it wouldn't be hard to hide from his wife and

make a

left speechless. What was she even

eye on him," Isaac added. "My father's not young anymore. We should spare him the

bit her lip but gave a small nod.

Isaac said, always a

cater to

mind is only five

not much of a problem," Isaac replied with ease. "A five-year-old ought

where she'd left him, no

brought up something else. "One more thing to

"Please, go on."

"He might be pretending."

Freya froze. Pretending?

things stand, he'll recover eventually," Isaac said, ever the realist.

up the

your good

he would," Freya said

Some things

Kristian wouldn't fake something like this-but now that his memory was really gone and his mind had slipped back, once he

son. And Isaac had always trusted

his suit jacket and stepped out

to keep things calm, with a few harmless lies thrown in

He Might Be

to let him know she'd be bringing Kristian over, then ended the

settled, she took Kristian and

the car, Kristian

him-or if this was the moment she left him

"Kristian," Freya called.

voice small and obedient.

Freya said, deciding to

like being

to find the right words for someone with

through the silence-low, fragile. "You're not going to leave me, are

Freya said at

lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes swimming with quiet dread.

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