Chapter 212:
“Have you wrapped up your affairs in Jeucwell?”
“Yes,” he replied.
Freya accepted his offer without hesitation.
Trent then dropped her off, ensuring she was safe inside before driving off, his headlights cutting through the night as he returned to his hotel.
Meanwhile, on Kristian’s side, instead of heading back home, he made his way to the hospital where Ashley was being treated.
When Kristian entered the room, Ashley’s eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope. She shifted upright on the bed, her gaze softening as she greeted him warmly.
“I’ve arranged a thorough checkup for you,” Kristian spoke, gripping the doctor’s examination form, his eyes sharp and unwavering.
“We should get the tests done right away.”
Ashley’s heart skipped a beat, momentarily caught off guard. She took a deep breath, steadying herself before nodding slightly.
“Alright.”
With the examination form in hand, Kristian waited patiently by the door.
Ashley’s heart sank a little, noticing he hadn’t reached out to hold her hand. She couldn’t help but wonder if the shadows of that night still lingered between them.
Breaking the silence, she ventured,
“Kristian?”
He turned, his expression unreadable.
“Yes?”
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“Are you… are you still upset about that night?” Lowering her gaze, her voice carried a hint of sorrow.
Kristian paused, his features softening as he finally understood her concern. He shook his head, his voice gentle but firm.
“No, don’t worry about that now. We need to focus on these tests.”
“Okay,” Ashley murmured gently, her eyes still downcast.
Getting a complete checkup required navigating a series of tests. She hesitated at the entrance, her reluctance drawing out each second before she finally stepped inside.
Kristian noticed, his brow furrowing slightly as his tone grew more insistent, yet tinged with concern.
“Why aren’t you going in?”
“Can we possibly skip this one?” Ashley gnawed nervously on her bottom lip, her eyes wide with palpable apprehension.
“I’m scared,” she whispered, the tremor in her voice betraying her anxiety.
“It’s just a routine stomach scan; it won’t hurt a bit,” Kristian assured her gently, though his brow furrowed slightly, hinting at his underlying suspicions about the true nature of her distress.
“Go ahead, there’s nothing to worry about.”
Yet, Ashley remained rooted to the spot, paralyzed by fear.
Kristian observed her in silence, his eyes steady and unwavering.
Following an intense standoff, her eyes brimmed with tears, spilling over like a dam breached, cascading down her cheeks.
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