The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Chapter 81

"You... you've got some nerve," Kieran spat out, his patience worn thin.

"I'm tired, Kieran. I don't have the energy to argue with you," Freya retorted, going upstairs.

With each step she took, Kieran felt his anger boiling over. Since their engagement party, Freya seemed to push his buttons even more, each time, nearly driving him to a rage.

On the second floor, Freya entered what used to be her room in the Sutton family. The layout was the same, but her personal belongings were gone. She shook her head with a wry smile. "Oh, Freya, you used to put up with a lot," she thought. Suddenly, a loud crash from the room next door made her frown. While moving toward Kieran's room, she smelled a strong, sweet scent. Before she knew it, Kieran had pulled her inside.

"Oh, Freya... you've really outdone yourself this time!" Kieran sneered, his eyes cold as ice.

His breath was heavy, his cheeks flushed with a feverish glow, his gaze unnervingly intense.

Freya felt his grip tighten around her neck, struggling to breathe. "Kieran... let me go!"

put on

shoved him with all her strength. Choking on the overpowering sweet

room, noticing the red curtains and dimmed lights. The room had been turned into a theme

Freya? You're so despicable!" Kieran pinned her

to push him off, but Kieran quickly regained his position

was burning up, his skin scorching to

heat from his palms, trying to hold her breath against the intoxicating

seemed to

Kim. "Let go? At

had never noticed how attractive Freya's figure was until then and how a simple touch ignited

en

wanted me, you could've told me. No

frustration reached its peak. She caught Kieran off guard with a swift kick, pushing him

Kieran's hands. "That'll keep you in place!" she said. Kieran's face darkened.