The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday novel Chapter 279

Freya's irritation got the better of her, and she pulled at her wound in a swift gesture.

Preston couldn't help but reveal a slight smile at Freya's clumsy moment, a rare sight.

Even Neil, who had known Preston for many years, had never seen such an expression on his face. His gaze shifted back to Freya, thinking she wasn't half bad. It almost seemed Neil had caught Preston off guard, his lips curving into a smirk.

“I got your back there, didn't I? Still upset?”

Freya snorted, “I got roughed up, not you. Why don’t you try getting hit without being able to fight back?”

Freya could have stood up to those women, but they were too many and her injured arm put her at a disadvantage. If she had another shot, she doubted she’d end up as beaten up as she was then.

“Neil, how bad is her injury?”

“It’s pretty serious for a lady. Most are superficial, but the wounds on her hand and arm are more severe. If they had been a bit rougher, Ms. Dawson could have lost the use of her hand.”

“Let me see.” Preston extended his hand toward Freya, who instinctively wanted to pull away, but Preston brought her hand closer to him with a gentle tug.

Her hand was a mess of bruises, so much so that it was alarming at first glance. Perhaps it was the tension, but Freya's hand trembled slightly.

Preston observed. “The injury has reached the bones and tendons. It won’t heal in less than three months.”

“Are you a doctor now? I didn’t ask for your opinion.” With that, Freya pulled her hand back, all her fleeting good impressions of Preston vanishing. No matter how handsome, it did nothing for her.