She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 948:

Half an hour later, Kristian’s vitals had stabilized completely.

“Alright,” Lawrence said, visibly relieved. “His memory should be fully restored by now. Let’s go check on him.”

He led Gerard into the medical room. Once inside, he detached the monitoring equipment from Kristian.

Gerard watched him for a moment, puzzled when he didn’t see any signs of waking. “Dr. Hayes, why hasn’t he woken up yet?”noveldrama

Lawrence frowned. This didn’t make sense. Based on the readings, Kristian should’ve woken up by now.

“Kristian,” Lawrence called out.

Kristian lay there, utterly still, eyes shut, breathing slow and even.

Gerard began to worry, fearing something had gone wrong.

“Wait outside,” Lawrence said, beginning another round of checks. “I need to run some tests.”

Without hesitation, Gerard stepped out. He intended to monitor from the glass window, but the moment he exited, Lawrence hit a switch, locking the door and sealing off the view. In an instant, Gerard lost sight of the room.

Lawrence sat leisurely in the medical chair, legs crossed, exuding calm authority. “Drop the act. I know you’re awake.”

Kristian slowly opened his eyes. Those deep, usually indifferent eyes now brimmed with desolation and a haunting solitude.

“You told Gerard not to tell Freya about your memory coming back?” Lawrence didn’t waste time. “Are you seriously still planning to keep this from her?”

“No,” Kristian stared at the ceiling, his voice rough and shattered.

𝓣𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓿𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓸: gⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀．𝖼𝗈𝗺

How could he even think of lying to Freya again?

When he came to, broken memories crashed into him. Through the haze, he pieced together how much chaos he’d dumped on her during his amnesia. And he knew she was with Ellis now.

Lawrence hesitated. “You… holding up?”

“How could you pull her into this?” Kristian eased himself up in bed, his eyes locking onto Lawrence with that old, icy edge. “The deal was between you and me.”

Guilt gnawed at him over the past. As long as Freya was happy, he’d give up anything—his life, if it came to that. But he never saw Lawrence dragging Freya into his experiment, let alone everything that spiraled from it.

“I just wanted to shake things up a bit,” Lawrence said, shrugging. “Plus, our deal didn’t say I couldn’t loop her in. You only ruled out anything illegal.”

Kristian didn’t bother glancing his way. He was too drained to even get mad. All he could see was Freya saying she was with Ellis, the memory looping in his head. Back when he believed he was Freyrian, he’d asked her who she’d pick—Kristian or Freyrian. She chose Freyrian without a second thought.

He thought she probably hated him for the past and she likely wished he’d just vanish.

“The deal’s done. In a few days, Gerard will send you a full breakdown of the compensation you owe,” Kristian said, his tone cold as steel. “Pay up, and we’re square.”

“Compensation? For what?”

“I didn’t know there was anything to compensate for!” Lawrence stood there, dumbfounded, his brow creased in confusion. He had no idea there was anything to compensate for. He was sure they’d followed the contract to the letter.

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