The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Chapter 250

In the city's social whirl, who wasn't aware of how Freya once bent over backward to please Kieran?

Back in the day, when Flavia heard about Freya's attempts to curry favor with Kieran, she was full of disdain. But then, when it was her turn, Flavia couldn't find it in herself to laugh.

If someone as adept at playing the game as Freya could get dumped by Kieran, what about her?

"If you can't do it, you might as well head home, grab a hot cocoa, and hit the sack."

Kieran didn't have time for Flavia's fake chatter. Just as he was about to ditch, a familiar face caught his eye.

"Ms. Dawson, this way, please." A waiter promptly assisted Freya toward the private dining room.

Nursing a bad leg, Freya could only rely on the waiter's support to walk to Ronan's reserved room.

As the door to the room swung open, Freya saw Ronan wiping the corner of his mouth as if he had just finished a hearty meal. "You're late."

when he looked up and saw Freya limping and covered in

moment, Ronan finally

night in the slammer and got roughed up.

Ronan replied nonchalantly, "After all, to get out of your engagement with

especially after the discovery of the spring on the Southern Suburb land. He was even more convinced of Freya's cunning. "Thanks for the compliment." Struggling, Freya sat

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bore her photo, albeit retouched and made-up,

furrowed. "Could this name