The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

Freya stepped forward and snatched the apple right out of Neil's hand.

Totally taken aback, Neil just gawked at her.

"Ease up on the fruits, we've got a feast coming up tonight!" Freya announced.

"A feast?" Neil was puzzled.

With Preston and Hans, the two reigning frugality kings, around, where on earth would a feast come from?

He had been staying with the Tyler family for days and hadn't seen a proper meal yet!

Neil almost blurted out his thoughts but decided to ask Hans instead, "What feast? Where's this feast coming from?"

"Ms. Dawson mentioned she's preparing a big dinner to thank Dr. Anderson."

"Thank me? For what?"

"For your ointment."

Hearing what Hans had to say, Neil was even more confused. "But shouldn't you be thanking Preston, not me? He's the one who shelled out the cash!"

Despite Preston being notoriously tight-fisted with his own expenses, skimping wherever he could, he never hesitated to

an eye - a cool million just like that. The

affairs, Dr. Anderson. Just know this dinner

without seeking recognition? What are you,

almost burst into applause

kitchen, Neil approached her. "Ms. Dawson, what are

"Groceries?"

there seems to be no fresh market nearby, so I'm ordering from a supermarket app to cook

Freya explained, Neil's face fell. "Ms. Dawson,

the GPS isn't

because this is the Tyler family estate... Of

him gone. So, anywhere Preston bunked down was fitted out

tell me what you need, and I'll

"Alright then!"

didn't hesitate and sent Neil the list she had

liked, Dr. Anderson. I

lit up. It had been

enough! More than