Chapter 742:

Kristian pressed his hand to his stomach, feigning discomfort. “My stomach hurts.”

Freya stood up and moved toward him to check, but found no sign of anything unusual. She assumed it was something internal. “Does it hurt a lot?”

“Yes…” Kristian winced, his face contorting with feigned pain.

“I’ll take you to the hospital,” Freya said at once.

Kristian’s heart leapt in panic. If they went to the hospital, she’d find out he was faking it. What should he do?

“No need for the hospital,” Ellis said calmly as he walked over. “He probably just ate too much. He’ll be fine after a little rest.”

“I checked already. It’s not because he ate too much,” Freya insisted, worry clouding her features.

to her care. She

through Kristian, Ellis pressed lightly on a

Kristian remained silent.

on taking you to the hospital,” Ellis whispered low enough

pitiful look and reluctantly

concluded smoothly. “I’ll take him for a

the door and rode the elevator downstairs. Meanwhile, Freya was still lost in thought, mulling over Kristian’s condition. His symptoms seemed far too severe to

out, leaned closer and asked curiously, “Be honest—if Ellis ever pursued

off guard. Without missing

fiction with

reach, and she knew it. She still vividly recalled those brutal training days when everyone had been run ragged under his leadership. The idea of merely being invited to a meal felt surreal now, let

Ethel pressed, her brows furrowing in puzzlement. “He’s handsome, he treats you well, and he’s gentle. Honestly,

to even dream about it either. Had Freya not endured Ellis’s relentless training before, she might have found him charming. Only recently had she come to realize that underneath that cold exterior,

after he gets better?” Ethel asked, unwilling to

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