She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 721:

“Please follow me,” he said with a sudden burst of cheer.

Freya walked with him, but this time, they didn’t head toward the medical ward. They went the other way.

They passed through four secured doors. When the last door opened, Lawrence stepped in, speaking in the soft tone one uses with children.noveldrama

“Kristian, your elder sister’s here to take you home.”

Freya blinked, confused.

Kristian’s elder sister?

She stepped into the room, unsure of what to expect.

Inside, Kristian was sitting in a chair, reading. He wore a patient’s gown, but his skin was clear and full of color.

He looked up when she entered.

Their eyes met.

Freya’s brows drew together.

Something about his gaze—his expression—felt wrong.

“My elder sister?” Kristian repeated, his voice uncertain, eyes filled with wonder.

He didn’t know why, but even though he usually disliked people—including the doctor—when he saw “his sister,” he felt a strange warmth. Like they’d known each other forever.

Freya froze.

In that moment, she understood everything. Kristian had lost his memory.

“That’s right. She’s your elder sister. You can go home with her now,” Lawrence said, stepping closer with a smile.

Kristian looked at Freya, eyes locked on her face.

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Then, slowly, he stood.

He took two unsure steps forward, his voice trembling between hope and doubt. “Are you really my elder sister?”

Freya tried to speak.

“She is,” Lawrence cut in. “Go pack your things. I need to talk to your sister for a bit.”

He gestured for Freya to follow him outside.

In the hallway, her thoughts were spinning.

She’d considered every symptom Jacob had mentioned, but this? This hadn’t crossed her mind.

“What happened?” she asked quietly.

“He’s lost all his memories. His mind is like that of a five-year-old.” Then Lawrence went over some precautions. “It’s not ideal, but it could’ve been worse.”

Thankfully, even with a childlike mind, Kristian was still unusually smart.

That was exactly why Lawrence wanted him gone. If Kristian stayed, he might start pulling apart his lab piece by piece.

“You should be grateful he didn’t lose everything,” Lawrence added.

Freya’s chest tightened. “Can he get better?”

“He will. But I can’t say when. For now, just keep things peaceful at home. Don’t let anything upset him,” Lawrence said, glancing toward the room.

“Shouldn’t I take him to familiar places? Help him remember?”

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