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

　　It was very quiet in the hospital room, and the wind was audibly whistling outside.


　　I turned my head and my gaze settled on Kingsley's figure: "Kingsley, why are you here... Why am I in the hospital?"


　　The depth of Kingsley's gaze was solemn.


　　He slowly replied, "I brought you to the hospital today for a health check. Don't you remember? How do you feel now?"


　　"Other than my head feeling a bit cloudy, I'm fine." I raised my hand and pressed my temple.


　　Kingsley's eyes changed for a moment, then he said in a feigned lighthearted manner, "I'll go call the doctor to come over and give you another brief checkup, is that okay?"


　　I nodded, "Yes, thank you, Kingsley."


　　"Just lie back, and I'll call the doctor."


　　Kingsley stroked my hair, got up, and walked outside the hospital room. Soon he returned with a doctor who brought potions and re-administered my fluids.


Chapter 116 Kellen's Words