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."

bent down and gathered all the scattered boxes from

up, facing Kieran. "Mr.

it rather amusing," Kieran replied with a satisfied

boxes at Kieran's face, her voice cold as ice. "Looking for a laugh at my

arm tightly, "I've told you before! Without the title of being Kieran's fiancée, you're nothing. Now, I'm offering you a chance to choose again. Continue being the downtrodden Ms. Dawson, or become

with disgust in her eyes, "Being the fiancée of 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

Freya left the

rising within him. In anger, he threw the boxes on the

Det

to calm him, "Mr. Sutton, Ms. Dawson was

Please, don't be

Then I'll ensure she learns, without being my

the hospital, but thanks to Kieran, the counselor was incapacitated,

a low point. Freya felt like she had hit rock bottom

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