Chapter 733:

Freya looked at him, puzzled.

Wasn’t he supposed to have a high tolerance for pain?

In that moment, she forgot that mentally, Kristian was only like a five-year-old kid. Looking at him now, all she saw was a grown man.

If he really had been a little boy, she might’ve instinctively scooped him into her arms to comfort him without a second thought. But appearances shape instinct more than we realize.

“Does it hurt?” the doctor asked.

Kristian was about to nod, but when he caught Freya’s gaze, he quickly shook his head instead. “No, it doesn’t.”

“There’s no shame in saying it hurts,” the doctor said as he moved to pop another blister. Watching Kristian stiffen, he chuckled and added teasingly, “Say it hurts, and maybe your girlfriend will fuss over you and kiss it better.”

Freya clarified, “I’m his elder sister.” The

“Elder sister? That young?”

them again, then something seemed to click. His tone turned deliberately casual.

perspective, these two were both strikingly attractive and had such effortless chemistry—it was hard not to assume they were a couple. It seemed like she was annoyed with her boyfriend. He’d seen this

blinked, processing. Could he

at her like a sad puppy and say it hurts?” The doctor leaned in with a conspiratorial whisper and a

a face like Kristian’s, even grown men would hesitate to scold him when he looked that pitiful. Even for a grown man like the doctor, it was a tough sight to stomach. And with a child’s

“Really?”

.cóm is the source

the doctor whispered, one brow

between the doctor

warned, pressing the needle to the blister. This time,

“Does it

hurts…” Kristian whimpered, his eyes welling with tears, looking thoroughly wronged. Freya’s heart

to admit, Kristian really was handsome. She’d grown used to his usual cold, distant demeanor. Seeing him like this—so vulnerable—sparked a quiet urge to

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