Chapter 1009: "Got a problem with that?" "You bet!" Sure, Lawrence's roots weren't in Alerith-his life was overseas-but Jacob was here. If he left for Jeucwell and stayed gone for three whole years, what would have been the point of cutting ties with his own family to begin with? Worse still, in three years, Jacob might not remember him at all. And that just wasn't something he could live with.
"I've still got things I need to take care of in Alerith," Lawrence said, trying to reason with him. "I'm not staying in Jeucwell with you for years." "We'll talk about it once we're back." "Kristian!" Kristian didn't so much as glance his way. He simply nudged him aside and climbed into the car.
Grumbling under his breath, Lawrence climbed in too, clearly unwilling but out of options.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe entire drive, he kept up a steady stream of chatter. Normally, Kristian would have kicked him out miles ago, but today, he said nothing. He just let him talk.
Only when Lawrence noticed the complete lack of response did he finally pause, suspicion creeping into his voice.
He nudged Kristian with his elbow. "Hey. What's eating you?" "Nothing." "Who are we kidding?" Lawrence gave him a long look, then smirked.
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Lawrence immediately shut up. Alright. Message received. Any more questions, and Kristian might just stretch three years into five. That night, Kristian told Lawrence to head hand start packing, leaving the apartment quiet save for him and Gerard.
From the hallway, Gerard saw Kristian sitting alone on the balcony of the study, perfectly still, his silhouette lost in the shadows. After a moment of hesitation, he stepped closer. "Sir, should I prepare a gift for Ms. Briggs tomorrow?" "No need," Kristian replied, his tone decisive. Freya had someone else now. Sending her a gift would only stir up trouble-and besides, she wouldn't want it. She'd made her stance clear: a sensible ex should vanish from her life entirely. Staying away was the only thing left he could do for her.
Gerard lingered in the doorway for a moment longer, then chose to say nothing. He quietly slipped away, leaving Kristian to his silence.
If his hunch was right, the real reason Kristian had chosen a flight for the day after tomorrow was simple-so he could spend Freya's birthday in the scity, just for a little longer. Honestly, Gerard didn't know how he should feel.
That night, Kristian stayed in the study until the earliest hours of the ve morning.
Elsewhere, Ellis had made plans for an intimate Valentine's dinner. With delicate strings of piano and Wolin playing, fresh blooms on every surface, and a gentle, refined air in the room, it was the most polished Valentine's Freya had ever seen. She'd never cared much for special days-not even her birthday.
Whether it was celebrated or not never seemed to matter But tonight, something shifted. She finally got it.