Chapter 919:

“How did this relationship commence?” Kristian’s internal landscape churned with turbulence, a maelstrom of negativity crushing against his ribs.

No one could fathom the torment he endured, standing at the periphery while absorbing those revelations.

Why had Freya embraced Ellis’s courtship? Why had she rejected him with such finality? Why?

“This afternoon,” Freya said without hesitation, her tone forthright. “Go wash your hands and eat. After our meal, I have something important to discuss with you.”

“Why choose him over me?” Kristian’s emotional restraint crumbled, unleashing sentiments he’d previously suppressed. “Didn’t you once declare your indifference toward him? Vow never to accept his advances?”

“Those declarations belonged to my past self, not my present reality.” Freya recognized that only direct honesty would suffice now. “Eat first.”

Kristian remained frozen in place. He struggled to comprehend this bewildering transformation. Mere hours ago, hadn’t she decisively chosen him and prayed for his survival? How could everything—metamorphose so dramatically within such a brief interval?

his emotions unraveling—like threads pulled from a fraying tapestry, about to snap. All the fury and bitterness he’d buried like bones beneath the floor came rushing back, drowning his heart in a flood of resentment he could no

And in a blink, she’d chosen someone else—as if he’d been nothing more than

never cared about me, why’d you bother saving me?” Kristian asked Freya, his voice laced with quiet hurt and sharp confusion. “You could’ve just let me die. Wouldn’t that have spared everyone

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Ellis appeared, his footsteps cutting into the tense air like

like a rising tide that wouldn’t be held back. Just as Kristian opened his mouth, Ellis stepped forward and, with chilling precision, struck him

a puppet with cut strings. Ellis caught him

caught off guard by the sudden turn of

medicine,” Ellis said coolly, every word measured and calm. “Bring it. I’ll take care of the

in hand, having double-checked

clinical care, his hands steady, his face unreadable. He hooked up the

a custom formula—meant to calm the nerves,” Ellis explained, glancing up at her. “Once he’s up, he should be

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