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."

Jarrett bent down and gathered all the

stood up, facing Kieran. "Mr. Sutton,

amusing," Kieran

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. Now, I'm offering you a chance to

back, yanking her arm free from his grip. She continued 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.

Freya left the

within him. In anger, he threw the boxes on

Det

to calm him, "Mr. Sutton, Ms.

don't

it this way? Then I'll ensure she learns, without being

A counselor had brought her to the hospital, but thanks

she had hit rock bottom to have anything to do with someone like

you Ms. Dawson?" A man in a bodyguard's