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."

down and gathered all the scattered boxes from the

Kieran. "Mr. Sutton,

find it rather amusing," Kieran replied

her voice cold as ice. "Looking for a laugh

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

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. Dawson.' But let me

Freya left the hospital

within him. In

Det

calm him, "Mr. Sutton, Ms.

don't

way? Then I'll ensure she learns, without being my fiancée, she's

corner. A counselor had brought her to the hospital, but thanks to Kieran, the counselor was incapacitated, leaving Freya to fend for herself

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

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