The Bride Who Said No: Escaping the Shadows of Yesterday

When word got out that an inspection was on the horizon, a wave of unease swept through the students of Summit University. An exam inspection? That was news to everyone. Those in the back rows, who had been casually prepping their cheat sheets, quickly stashed

them away. Getting caught cheating here wasn't just a slap on the wrist; it was grounds for immediate expulsion.

"Did anyone else miss the memo about the bigwigs dropping by? Who's even coming?" one student whispered.

"Beats me. The campus has been a hot mess lately," another replied.

The back row was buzzing with hushed gossip until a sharp look from the proctor silenced them. Freya, however, remained unfazed, diligently working through her exam.

Suddenly, the room was filled with gasps, drawing Freya's attention away from her paper to the doorway, where Kieran stood. His eyes swept across the room, clearly looking for someone.

"The integrity of our exams is paramount here at Summit University. There's no room for shortcuts," the principal declared, standing by Kieran's side.novelbin

Kieran's gaze eventually settled on Freya, who today had chosen simple casual wear, her glasses framing her face and her hair loosely tied up, making her blend into the crowd. Initially, Kieran hadn't even noticed her.

Her right hand was bandaged, making it tough for her to write with her left. Every so often, she'd shake out her stiff hand.

"Is that Mr. Sutton? What's he doing here?" someone whispered nearby.

"Mr. Sutton in our exam hall? Must be here for Eloise," another speculated.

"But isn't Eloise at the back? It almost seems like Mr. Sutton's attention is..."

Their speculation was cut short by a cough from the proctor.

Freya wasn't concerned with

Kieran's reasons for being there; ber focus was on her rebellious hand, which seemed even more uncooperative today due to nerves.

Kieran noticed Freya's struggle and frowned, "Why is there a disabled student taking the exam?"

The principal was momentarily taken aback. Disabled student? That was Kieran's ex-fiancée, the one he was always so protective of.

Though internally critical, the

principal knew better than to voice

his thoughts. "This student's determination to participate in the final exams is commendable. Qur students are resilient, always striving to..."

Before he could finish, Kieran's icy stare silenced him.

"What's the problem?" Kieran's voice grew colder.

"No... No problem at all," the principal stammered, not daring to offend.

When Kieran spoke, everyone listened. After a hesitant nod from him, the principal quietly told the proctor to take Freya to the next room for an oral exam. "But..." the principal started.

Kieran's firm stance left no room for

discussion. The principal knew

better than to argue with the

magnate's wishes. Freya was to be moved, and that was final.