NovelOnlineChapter 873: Freya's brows creased, a flicker of conflict in her expression. Kristian asked again, "Freya, will you be my girlfriend?" "No," she said without skipping a beat, her rejection firm, without a trace of hesitation.
For a second, Kristian smiled. Still clutching the bouquet, he leaned in just slightly, narrowing the space between them. "Can I ask why?" "I don't love you," Freya answered calmly, her voice even. She watched as the man before her seemed to shift- becoming suddenly unfamiliar, impossible to read. "I've told you this before." She knew her answer might push him into paranoia or worse-something irrational, something out of control. But she couldn't offer him a promise she didn't mean. To give hope where there was none-that was cruelty, pure and simple.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Why don't you love me?" Kristian demanded, his mask slipping, his tone tight. "I've done everything you've ever asked. You toldto behave-I did. You toldnot to lie-I told you everything. Every last secret. I've done it all. So why don't you loveback?" Freya was left speechless. She opened her mouth, then closed it again, words failing her.
Kristian's eyes darkened. "Is it because of the pain I caused you before?" "No," Freya said, her voice firm.
"You're lying," Kristian said lowly, reaching out to gently touch her face. His piercing gaze bore straight into her. "If you truly didn't care, why won't you accept me?" "I don't have feelings for you," Freya replied, struggling to string the right words together. "I don't want to be with you. If loving someone was as easy as following a checklist, then I'd owe my affection to half the world." А☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐: ga I no v els .co m Trent adjusted his glasses, while Greta pressed her lips into a thin line, barely stifling a laugh. It was a serious declaration, yet it somehow cwith a strange kind of wit.
"I don't care about the rest of the world-as long as I'm the one you like best," Kristian said, eyes glued to hers, his possessiveness unmistakable.
Freya wasn't sure how to respond. Wasn't the normal thing to do after rejection to walk away? "Letask you one more time," Kristian said, extending the bouquet to her again. His tone left no room for doubt it was clear he had made his decision. "Will you be my girlfriend?" Freya didn't pause. "No." Kristian gave a quiet laugh. He shoved the bouquet into her arms and left her with just one parting line. "I'll win you over." Then, he pulled back, turned around, and strode out of the room without looking back.
Worried he might do something impulsive, Freya quickly set the flowers aside and ran after him. "Kristian!" "Stop her," Kristian said coolly as he exited the private room, his long strides swiftly carrying him away.
The two rows of bodyguards moved at once, closing ranks and blocking the exit. If Freya really wanted to fight her way out, she could have.
But Gerard stepped in. "Allowto handle this. There's no need for you to get involved," he said, knowing her presence would only fan the flames. "I'll update you the moment I hear anything." Freya hesitated, then nodded after a pause. "Alright."
Gerard bowed slightly and left with the guards trailing behind him.
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