Chapter 849:

“Freya…” Kristian emerged from the kitchen, cradling his injured finger, his expression betraying wounded pride. “I accidentally sliced my finger while preparing vegetables. Will you think I’m too clumsy?”

Freya examined his bleeding hand and, without considering her response, blurted, “Well, you certainly are.”

She inwardly swore she hadn’t intended to mock him. It was merely an instinctive reaction to his self-deprecating question.

Kristian paused, frozen for a heartbeat. His thoughts scrambled to keep pace. Blood still trickled steadily from his hand. “What did you just say?”

“Next time, try not to get so friendly with knives,” Freya replied, her tone carrying a flicker of awkwardness. “Someone’s going to deliver the meals, so you don’t have to worry about cooking.”

Kristian’s eyes narrowed as he held her gaze. “You just said I’m too clumsy, right?”

Freya blinked, caught off guard, momentarily speechless. How was she supposed to answer that?

Kristian studied the delicate lines of her eyes and brows. “Do you actually think I’m too clumsy?”

with a half-hearted chuckle, attempting to shift the mood. “At least you know how to cook. I

So, in her mind, he was still a clumsy fool? Did she think that Ellis, who was a good

Kristian declared, his voice firm. “Starting today, I’ll learn to cook properly. Once

Freya’s answer

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Kristian frowned. “Why not?”

“No reason.”

“Freya.”

“Yes?”

up the act, delivering his lines with practiced sincerity. “Is that the real reason you turned me

didn’t know

interpreted her silence as confirmation. He left the study and returned with

Freya blinked, confused. “What?”

makes you feel better,” Kristian said solemnly, “you can hit me however you want. I won’t

for you right now,” Freya said, choosing her words carefully. He wasn’t a child anymore,

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