Chapter 7

It was just one evening, and Freya, who had been all over Kieran with sweetness and light, seemed to have transformed into someone entirely different.

"Luna, let's go." Freya didn't even spare Kieran another glance as if looking at him one more time would make her sick.

Luna was drunk and still clueless about what had just happened.

And Silas was more baffled. He hadn't touched a drop of alcohol and wondered if he was seeing things.

The Freya, who had once spoken to Kieran in whispers, as caring and gentle as Eloise, had raised her hand against Kieran. And not just that, but slapped him across the face? "Kieran..." Silas waved his hand before Kieran's face, asking, "You're not knocked silly, right?"

Kieran seemed not to have recovered from the shock of that slap. Frowning, he pointed toward the door, "She dared to hit me?"

nodded. "Yeah, she did. The slap mark is still

expression turned even

Freya had thrown at him moments before, Kieran couldn't help but laugh angrily. "Tell the Dawson family that Freya

as she sat on the living room sofa. "What?

past life, Kieran had always loathed her to the bone. If Audrey hadn't insisted she become Mrs. Sutton, Kieran wouldn't have

night, not only had she initiated the breakup, but she had also slapped Kieran, grinding his pride into the dust. How could Kieran not want to

said, "I thought Mr. Sutton was furious this time. Thankfully, Mr. Sutton isn't holding it

anyone should apologize, it should

frosty, which displeased Johanna. "You stupid child, how can you be so thoughtless? Your father is gone, and if we don't rely on the Sutton family, how

that, Freya's demeanor turned

vulnerable. It was then that Kieran had extended a helping hand to the Dawson family, and Johanna had since been drilling into her the notion that Kieran harbored feelings for her. Gradually,

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