Chapter 235

Freya glanced at the chicken broth before her, her expression unimpressed and utterly devoid of appetite.

"I don't want this," she said after a moment, not even trying to hide her disdain.

"What would you like then?" asked Kieran.

With a mischievous glint, Freya responded, "There's this diner about 300 feet left from Crescent Medical Center. It's open 24/7. I quite fancy their food. Mr. Sutton, could you do me a favor and run an errand?" Hearing that, Kieran took a deep breath, trying to mask his frustration. "Wait here," he said before leaving the hospital room.

As soon as Kieran left, Freya started slowly sipping on her chicken soup. She smiled. 'Hmm! It tastes quite good.'

Kieran had gone out of the hospital. It was the dead of night, and the surrounding apartment lights were off, leaving only the streetlights to guide him.

Following Freya's directions, Kieran turned left from Crescent Medical Center, but even after walking 300 feet, he saw no sign of any diner. Finally, Kieran called Freya.

through quickly, and Kieran asked

remember. Why don't

hung up, Freya chuckled, thinking, 'That'll

phone, only to find the diner was a kilometer away from where he was. His face darkened at the

a cab near the hospital was challenging, but Kieran had no choice but to try. It took him twenty minutes to

Kieran

owner, a woman with a friendly smile, emerged from

was practically empty at

disturb her rest. So, he told the owner, "I'll take two of each kind. To go." The owner looked at him curiously,

yourself? Young man, eating this much late

Kieran responded,

Crescent Medical Center, right? We get a lot of folks buying burgers for their loved ones staying there. Coming out this late

Freya. If she knew about this diner, she must have been

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