Kieran watched the couple who owned the small diner, both well into their fifties, tirelessly working from dawn till dusk without a moment's rest. It suddenly made him think of Freya. Would he and Freya end up like this if they went through with marriage decades down the line?

Just then, the lady behind the counter handed Kieran a bag of sandwiches, her smile warm as she said, "Hope your girlfriend gets better soon!"

Kieran offered a faint smile in return before paying them a generous tip that left the couple speechless. When they stepped out to thank him, Kieran was already in a cab back to the hospital. Freya had just finished her soup in the hospital room.

Kieran turned on the light, noticing the empty soup bowl on the table. He casually placed the bag of sandwiches on the small table.

Seeing the pile of sandwiches, Freya frowned, "All this?"

"I wasn't sure what you'd fancy, so I got a couple of each kind."

Kieran kept himself busy cleaning up the table, moving quickly and efficiently.

Freya, however, mentioned, "You took your time getting back. I'm already full."

didn't

deepened. "You're not

I'll let it slide." After cleaning up, Kieran settled on

rise out of Kieran, Freya opened a sandwich and took a

Kieran casually asked, "When was the

her tone turning cold,

when your dad was in

further. "That's none of your concern. We've

sandwich, suddenly losing her appetite. Freya vividly remembered being all alone during her

Johanna came

obvious she was kinda

speedup Leland's inheritance. The bigwigs connected to the Dawson family all had their ulterior motives, leaving her feeling

had set her eyes on Freya as a suitable bride

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