Chapter 356

“Is there a problem?”

“It’s bad for my reputation,” Freya added.

Preston just shrugged, unbothered. “I do what’s easy and helps me out. I don’t care about other people’s rep,” he said.

“You…”

Truly, he was the man who had once fiercely competed with Kieran in their past lives. Freya held back her frustration. What else could she do? Fight him? Then she’d surely be the one to end up worse off. She imagined a hundred ways she might lose that battle. So, she chose to bite her tongue.

Preston changed the subject. “How did the exams go?”

“Thanks to you, absolutely brilliantly.”

“Hmm.”

Preston said, “Hand me your left hand.”

“Why?” Freya asked, though her left hand was already reaching out to him.

Preston placed a jar of ointment in her hand. Freya recognized it; it was similar to the one Kieran had once specially made for her.

“Where did you get this?”

She remembered that this wasn’t something you could just buy. It was something special Kieran made just for her. You couldn’t even get it if you were ready to pay top dollar.

Preston simply said, “Neil sent it.”

“Oh.”

That made sense. Preston, Mr. Cold-hearted, obviously wouldn’t lift a finger to help her.

“These,” he instructed, “apply three times a day for a month. That should do it.”

“Really? Is it even better than what Kieran gave me before?”

Freya examined the small jar in her hands.

Preston glanced at her and said, “Don’t compare what he gave you with what I give.”

At that, Freya paused, looking at Preston to find him already looking away. Not to compare his gifts with Kieran’s? Right, sworn enemies and all that. Classic sworn enemy dialogue.

Freya pocketed the ointment, saying, “Dr. Anderson really is a good man. I should find a way to properly thank him.”

“There’s an opportunity today.”

“Oh?”

Freya looked at Preston, asking, “Dr. Anderson is at your place?”

“Yeah.”

“Then I’ll cook dinner tonight, a proper thank you to Dr. Anderson.”

Freya stated, “Not to brag, but my cooking skills are pretty top-notch.”

She looked at Preston earnestly. Though Preston seemed to ignore her words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly upward in a momentary smile.

At the Tyler household, when Neil spotted the three of them coming back, he strolled up to them, apple in hand. “You’re back so soon? I figured you had tests this afternoon.”

“More Bran monow, but we’re done for today.”