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!"

bill. Despite Preston being notoriously tight-fisted with

the time he funded Freya's ointment development without blinking an eye - a cool million

boss's affairs, Dr. Anderson.

good Samaritan without seeking recognition? What are

into applause for

her phone in the kitchen, Neil approached her. "Ms. Dawson, what are you

"Groceries?"

fresh market nearby, so I'm

Dawson, do you even know where

clue. Oddly, the GPS

is the Tyler family

of people wanting him gone. So, anywhere Preston bunked down was fitted

about you just tell me what you need, and I'll

"Alright then!"

hesitate and sent Neil the list she

sure what you liked, Dr. Anderson. I hope it's enough,

list, Neil's eyes lit up. It had been ages since he had a

enough! More than