She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 681:

He chose to hold his tongue, suddenly feeling like he’d been pegged as someone obsessed with money.

“Kristian still owes me a deal,” Lawrence said, refusing her offer. He didn’t want Kristian laughing at him when he eventually regained consciousness. “So for that reason, I’ll see to it he recovers. Just leave it to me.”

“But,” Freya hesitated before continuing, “I can’t make that call.” Something so significant couldn’t be handled without Kristian’s family’s knowledge.

If the treatment only took a few days or even a couple of months, that would be one thing—but if it stretched on for half a year or longer, they had to be told.

“If he makes it through the next forty-eight hours, I’ll speak with his family,” Freya declared, “and ask for their opinion.”

Lawrence didn’t respond.

He pulled out a family consent form and handed it to her. “Once you’ve spoken with them, have someone sign this.”

“All right,” Freya said, taking it from him.

next two days, Freya remained at

near, her nerves frayed; her palms

was brutal—each minute dragging out like

came to brief her, he saw the dread written all over her face.

voice snapped her

to him.

critical window has passed. The good news is, he won’t be a vegetable,” Lawrence said, his tone far more serious than before. “The bad news is,

hub for

a hammer had struck her chest; her heart clenched with unease. “When will he

answered. “In the meantime, get that family consent form signed. Once he’s conscious, I’ll transfer him to my own facility. The equipment there is better suited for his

“Okay,” Freya nodded.

don’t leave soon, it

to see him,” Freya

Lawrence granted her permission.

stepped into