Chapter 218:
“I didn’t lie to you,” she murmured, her voice quivering as she sought to stir a flicker of understanding.
“I know I messed up before with what I said about Freya and your brother, but believe me, this time I’m not lying. If you doubt my words, go ahead, look into it. I swear, I don’t know that man.”
Ashley knew that no matter how deep Kristian dug, he would uncover nothing. That man was far more adept at shrouding their tracks than she was at revealing truths.
Kristian let the conversation drop without further pursuit, his silence heavy and telling.
The evidence was irrefutable—the photos weren’t tampered with, and Ashley’s truth was a woven web of lies.
Tears breached her defenses, spilling over in genuine terror.
His expression unreadable, Kristian simply said,
“I believe you.”
“You… you believe me?” Ashley’s voice cracked, shocked by his sudden softening.
“How could I not?” Kristian touched the file folder—a brief, tender gesture before he leveled a grave demand.
“But there’s still one thing you need to clear up.”
Ashley, her nerves frayed and jangling like alarm bells, took a sip of water to steady herself.
“What is it?” she asked, her gaze flickering with unease.
“I handed your overseas medical records to your attending physician,” Kristian blurted out, his voice calm and measured.
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He opened the file folder with a slow, meticulous motion that seemed to draw out the silence between them.
“After reviewing them, he claimed he’d never treated a patient like you. How do you explain that?”
The sound of the water glass shattering against the hard floor punctuated the room as it slipped from Ashley’s grasp.
If she had been anxious and scared before, now she teetered precariously on the brink of utter despair. The blood drained from her face, leaving her lips pale and trembling.
Her eyes wide, reflecting unmistakable terror, Ashley realized that Kristian had not just looked into her history; he had delved into it.
“Maybe he’s seen too many patients and just… forgotten,” she stammered, clutching at straws, her voice a fragile thread.
“I had them verify with the computer records,” Kristian pressed on, relentless, his eyes boring into her as if trying to unearth her secrets.
“They reviewed every patient treated in the past two years. Your name wasn’t there.”
This time, Ashley’s voice deserted her, cornered by the truth she couldn’t deny.
Kristian absorbed her demeanor instantly, detecting the absence of the anticipated fury. Instead, his voice was icy, his words slicing through the tense air.
“Why did you lie to me?”
Ashley’s gaze fell, her tears cascading silently.
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