Chapter 744:
Back in the living room, Freya and Ethel were waiting for them. Seeing them return, Freya asked gently, “Are you
alright?”
Kristian nodded his head. “I'm fine now.” Freya let out a small sigh of relief.
“Freya,” Kristian said, his hand tightening at his side, his dark eyes swimming with nervousness.
Freya, noticing his hesitation, asked, “What's wrong?”
“Can | marry you when | grow up?” Kristian asked, his voice trembling between hope and fear.
Freya froze, instinctively darting a glance at Ellis. What exactly had they discussed downstairs?
“You're already an adult,” Freya said softly. “You only think like a child right now because of your injury.”
Kristian’s face twisted in confusion, but he pressed on stubbornly, “So when | recover... can | marry you?”
“Absolutely not!” Ethel cut in sharply before Freya could answer.
“Why not?”
“Because you used to...”
“Because marriage is built on mutual love,” Freya interrupted, choosing her words with care. “You'll understand
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Kristian’s face remained blank, still struggling to grasp it.
But deep down, he understood one thing—her answer, gentle as it was, meant she didn’t love him. An unfamiliar
ache took root in his chest.
“Then will you be with him? Will he live with me?” Kristian asked, pointing at Ellis, his voice thick with hurt.
Freya's eyebrows arched in disbelief. Where had that idea even cfrom?
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“Will you?” Kristian persisted, his voice insistent as he sought clarity.
“Those questions don’t make sense,” Freya countered swiftly, steering the conversation away with a gentle
shake of her head. “Askagain once you've fully recovered. I'll explain it then.”
She wasn’t even with Ellis. Even if they were, there was no reason for Kristian to live with them. After all, she
wasn't Kristian’s sister, and they wouldn't live together indefinitely.
At her deflection, Kristian’s eyes lost their light, darkening with quiet hurt. His hands, which had been dangling
loosely by his sides, balled into trembling fists, and an invisible weight of sadness seemed to press down on him.
“Go freshen up and get srest, okay?” Freya suggested softly, her tone laced with concern. “Try to sleep a
little earlier tonight.”
Kristian's lips tightened into a thin
line as he cast a sidelong glance at
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steady and unreadable as ever.
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“Hmm?” she responded, her attention redirected.
“It hurts...” he murmured, extending his hand toward her.
The skin was raw and torn, revealing the tender flesh beneath. A trace of blood welled up from the wound.
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Freya's brows knitted instantly in
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“| fell by accident,” Kristian muttered,
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