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!"

and Grandma put

go!" Freya shoved him with all her strength. Choking on the overpowering sweet scent, her face went

the red curtains and dimmed lights. The

despicable!" Kieran pinned her down with overwhelming strength and soon had her immobilized on the

to push him off,

up, his

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

to

"Let go? At this point, Freya, why still

husky, and Freya's every move seemed to test his limits. He had never noticed how attractive Freya's figure was until

en

wanted me, you could've told me. No need for

peak. She caught Kieran off guard with a swift kick, pushing

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