The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Chapter 220

Freya gasped sharply, her breath frosting in the air.

At that, Kieran instinctively released his grip on her.

Without looking back, Freya stormed down the stairs.

"Jarrett, keep up."

"Right away." Jarrett followed closely behind Freya. Wherever she went, he was there. If she took the stairs, so did he.

When they reached the pharmacy on the ground floor, Freya realized she didn't have a bag to carry her medications. Trying to juggle six boxes in her hands proved futile as they started to scatter on the floor. Just as she was about to pick them up, she saw Kieran's immaculate leather shoes.

She held her breath in annoyance. 'Hell, Kieran is like a bad penny!

"Jarrett, pick those up for Ms. Dawson."

and gathered all

up, facing Kieran. "Mr.

Kieran

Kieran's face, her voice cold as ice. "Looking for

Kieran reached out, grabbing her arm tightly, "I've told you before! Without the title of being Kieran's fiancée, you're nothing.

someone from the Sutton family? I'm not interested. I'd rather be the 'downtrodden Ms. Dawson.' But let me warn you, Kieran. Don't be too quick to celebrate. It's not yet clear who will have the last

Freya left the

leave, fury rising within him. In anger, he

Det

tried to calm him, "Mr. Sutton, Ms. Dawson was speaking out

Please, don't

I'll ensure she

hospital, Freya walked to the street corner. A counselor had brought her to the hospital, but thanks to Kieran, the

had hit rock bottom

Dawson?" A man in a bodyguard's suit approached