She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 733:

Freya looked at him, puzzled.

Wasn’t he supposed to have a high tolerance for pain?

In that moment, she forgot that mentally, Kristian was only like a five-year-old kid. Looking at him now, all she saw was a grown man.

If he really had been a little boy, she might’ve instinctively scooped him into her arms to comfort him without a second thought. But appearances shape instinct more than we realize.

“Does it hurt?” the doctor asked.

Kristian was about to nod, but when he caught Freya’s gaze, he quickly shook his head instead. “No, it doesn’t.”

“There’s no shame in saying it hurts,” the doctor said as he moved to pop another blister. Watching Kristian stiffen, he chuckled and added teasingly, “Say it hurts, and maybe your girlfriend will fuss over you and kiss it better.”

“Girlfriend?” The term was completely foreign to Kristian. Sitting nearby, Freya clarified, “I’m his elder sister.” The doctor shot them a peculiar look.

“Elder sister? That young?”

He glanced at them again, then something seemed to click. His tone turned deliberately casual. “You can still cry in your sister’s arms.”

From his perspective, these two were both strikingly attractive and had such effortless chemistry—it was hard not to assume they were a couple. It seemed like she was annoyed with her boyfriend. He’d seen this kind of situation before.

Kristian blinked, processing. Could he really?

“I pop the next one, look at her like a sad puppy and say it hurts?” The doctor leaned in with a conspiratorial whisper and a knowing smirk. “Whatever you did to tick her off, I bet she’ll forgive you on the spot.”

With a face like Kristian’s, even grown men would hesitate to scold him when he looked that pitiful. Even for a grown man like the doctor, it was a tough sight to stomach. And with a child’s mind, Kristian believed every word.

“Really?”

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“Try it. See for yourself,” the doctor whispered, one brow lifted playfully.

Kristian’s eyes darted between the doctor and Freya.

“I’m going to pop it now,” the doctor warned, pressing the needle to the blister. This time, Kristian didn’t hold back. The pain made him flinch as his whole face wrinkled up in discomfort.noveldrama

Freya turned to him. “Does it hurt a lot?”

“It hurts…” Kristian whimpered, his eyes welling with tears, looking thoroughly wronged. Freya’s heart softened.

She had to admit, Kristian really was handsome. She’d grown used to his usual cold, distant demeanor. Seeing him like this—so vulnerable—sparked a quiet urge to comfort him.

The doctor caught the change in her expression and cleaned the wound with a bit more force.

Kristian was genuinely in pain. “Ouch!”

“Hang in there. It’ll be over soon,” Freya said gently, ruffling his hair as if calming a child.

Kristian nodded, all seriousness. “Okay.”

The doctor blinked.

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