She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 927:

Freya’s presence might weaken his resolve, potentially reverting him to his former self. Having determined not to burden her further, he needed to maintain his course. Sometimes, the most profound farewells remained unspoken.

“Let’s proceed,” Kristian declared, his expression resolute, carrying himself with the gravitas of a man willing to sacrifice everything. “Minimize all potential risks. I wish to spare her any further concern regarding my welfare.”

Lawrence found his attitude perplexing yet acquiesced. “This way.”

Kristian followed diligently, with Gerard trailing behind, apprehension evident about possible complications. This time, Lawrence offered no resistance.

Within the specialized medical chamber, Lawrence conducted meticulous examinations on Kristian to confirm optimal condition. Only after thorough verification did he instruct Kristian to don medical attire and position himself on the examination bed.

Kristian complied with each directive without hesitation.

Before administering the crucial injection, Lawrence paused momentarily and spoke with unexpected gentleness. “One final opportunity remains to contact Freya. Should you forgo this chance, awakening will return you entirely to your former self.”

Lawrence understood that Kristian wasn’t merely a secondary personality. Nevertheless, since Kristian insisted on perceiving himself as such, Lawrence decided to accommodate this belief for the time being.

“No need,” Kristian declared firmly, dismissing the suggestion. After a heavy silence descended between them, Lawrence ventured cautiously, “Not even a simple farewell?”noveldrama

Kristian sealed his eyes shut, refusing to engage with the question.

The prospect of bidding Freya goodbye face-to-face crushed his resolve. Rather than that, it was better this way.

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙜𝖆𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀[ꞏ]𝖈𝖔𝖒

Lawrence struggled to comprehend Kristian’s reasoning. Conflict flickered across his features as he attempted one final persuasion. “Are you absolutely certain you wish to leave without saying anything?”

“One more word, and I’ll dismantle this entire facility,” Kristian snarled, his antipathy toward Lawrence blazing through his composed facade. “And obliterate you in the process.”

He had barely managed to contain his turbulent feelings for Freya, yet Lawrence continued prodding at his vulnerable state. Didn’t this man realize how excruciating it was to restrain one’s deepest emotions?

“Fine, I’ll stop it.” Lawrence recognized the futility of his efforts and exhaled a silent surrender. “Let’s commence the procedure.” He administered the medication into Kristian’s system.

Kristian’s awareness gradually blurred around the edges until darkness enveloped his consciousness completely.

In those fleeting moments before oblivion claimed him, Freya’s visage illuminated his fading thoughts.

Lawrence guided Gerard from the room, securing the medical chamber behind them.

Gerard peered through the expansive observation window, anxiety creeping into his usually composed demeanor. “Dr. Hayes, will these sophisticated instruments truly resurrect Mr. Shaw’s former memories?”

“Indeed,” Lawrence confirmed.

Beyond the technological apparatus, the recently administered compound played the crucial role. Since they sought complete memory restoration, hypnotic techniques proved unnecessary.

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