After an abrupt stampede, Freya was hastily taken to the hospital, yet her mate Kingsley found solace in another woman. For three long years, Freya harbored the hope that her love would thaw Kingsley's icy heart, but alas, her yearning proved to be nothing more than a jest. She observed Kingsley showering the other woman with affection, and now, weary of unrequited devotion, she resolved to depart, vowing to reject him. However, the aloof Kingsley underwent an astonishing transformation, assuming a new persona as he fervently pursued Freya.

Love Me, Or Reject Me

　　I looked at him with bewilderment. "What does this mean?"


　　Kingsley glanced at me impatiently. "It's from a client. I have no use for it."


　　A memory surged within me: last year, someone else had gifted him a pair of expensive cat's eye earrings. Kingsley had tossed them to me, and I had been elated, cherishing them so much that I lost them at a party, causing me days of heartache and earning Kingsley's mocking disdain.


　　Little did he know that I treasured them because they were his gift to me.


　　Now, reflecting on it, those earrings were merely a discardable possession to Kingsley—something he had casually given away without a second thought.


　　I closed the box and handed it back to him. "Let's divide our belongings after we reject each other, so I won't need to take it back."


Chapter 9 Admit Your Mistake