Chapter 738:

Freya gave her a look. “Seriously?”

“Think about it,” Ethel pressed, not backing down. “If he keeps regarding you as his sister, once he recovers, he’ll look back and think it was all sweet and touching.” She was determined to put a stop to the whole idea. “But if he treats you as his aunt now, once he’s back to normal, he’ll be mortified.”

The thought of him calling his ex-wife “aunt” was beyond ridiculous.

Freya raised a fair point. “But what if he doesn’t recover for a long time?”

“Well…” Ethel faltered, words catching in her throat. She couldn’t explain it, but she had this strong gut feeling that Kristian would get better soon. He’d always been sharp, decisive—flawless in business. There was no way his mind wouldn’t bounce back just as quickly. She didn’t know why she believed it, but she did.

“He can think of me however he likes,” Freya said lightly. “It makes no difference to me.”

“Alright.”

reached out and

Slowly, he ambled toward Freya and tilted his head forward, clearly angling

blinked. Ethel, equally baffled, stared at him. Neither could figure out what he

the first to speak, narrowed her

say a word. He pressed his lips together and simply looked up at Freya, waiting patiently for

strange tension filled

mind, something clicked—and an edge of jealousy slipped into her tone. “You want my sister to pat your

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softly, his voice as delicate as cotton,

eyes—yet the expression and tone were so utterly transformed. It was like Kristian was someone else entirely. She found herself marveling at fate’s odd sense

Freya’s arm, clearly refusing to yield.

a five-year-old right now…” Freya murmured, coughing

as fierce as ever. “Well, I’m only three.

but now he was like a clingy child vying for her affection. Ethel wasn’t

into a smile. Some things never changed. Ethel was still irresistibly

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