The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday novel Chapter 200

Kieran was dumbfounded when he saw Freya clad in her punk rock getup, complete with a spicy edge.

She was rocking a cropped leather jacket over a skimpy tank top that left her midriff bare, with skin-tight black denim shorts. Freya had even slipped into some fishnet tights to top off her bold ensemble.

Her long legs were a sight to behold, captivating wherever she went, and her curves were impossible to ignore.

"What... Why are you dressed like that?" Kieran asked.

He remembered how Freya favored those elegant, preppy dresses, always presenting herself in a modest, ladylike manner. But today's Freya...

"It's nothing big. I like dressing this way. It's refreshing," Freya said, her tone flirty as she sauntered toward Kieran.

Her skin peeked out enticingly from under the thin straps of her top, and her hair tumbled over one shoulder, looking enchanting with every move. Her smooth skin and slender waistline were seriously tempting.

Soon, Freya sat across from Kieran. His throat involuntarily tightened. It was broad daylight, yet he felt a sudden heat rush over him.

Recalling their kiss from the day before, the softness of her lips made Kieran's throat itch with desire.

"Mr. Sutton, anything wrong?" Freya asked, her bold yet far from vulgar makeup adding to her captivating allure.

"Nothing," Kieran averted his gaze from Freya.

Freya looked puzzled.

Wasn't Kieran known to despise women who flaunted themselves this way? His reaction seemed off. Was she being too reserved? But it was about as daring as Freya could imagine being. Could it be that she needed to be even more overt?

Kieran stood up abruptly, his tone icy, "Freya, enough!"