She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 An Ex's Tears

Can Melt Even The Colde.....

Freya tossed the remote aside, her expression unreadable. "That's not true," she declared, her tone flat.

Kristian furrowed his brow, clearly confused.

"When you're so eager to marry Ashley, you'd probably pay a fortune just to see me gone," Freya continued, her voice firm and unwavering.

Kristian's expression hardened, a chill spreading through his demeanor.

It was a new feeling for him, this sensation of being cornered. Freya had crossed a line no one else dared to.

"Are you implying that I'm powerless against you?" he questioned, his voice low and dangerous.

"Of course not," Freya retorted.

She nonchalantly flipped through channels, finding another reality show, and spoke with earnest conviction.

"You have plenty of options at your disposal. You could cut off my funds, confine my movements, or even exile

me to some godforsaken place."

Kristian listened, stunned by how absurd she was being-and somehow, that absurdity drained the heat from

his anger.

How had someone who could provoke him so effortlessly also been so tender and supportive for two whole

years?

"If you resort to those tactics, though," Freya pointed out with a shrewd smile, "Ashley would never be anything more than a hidden affair. Surely, you wouldn't let her be dragged through rumors and whispers, right?"

Though Kristian was revered as a titan of industry, his reputation teetered on the brink of disaster once whispers of his unfaithfulness and allegations of a mistress began to circulate, setting the stage for public

ridicule and condemnation.

Ashley, shielded by his influence, would find herself under the oppressive gaze of judgment whenever she

ventured out to shop or attend social gatherings.

Determined to protect his beloved from such indignities, Kristian must be resolute.

"What would it take for you to accompany me to the family gathering?" he demanded, aiming to steer away

from their earlier contentious discussion.

"Sever all ties with Ashley Bradley immediately," Freya commanded, her finger hovering over the pause button of the remote as the show halted. "Once we're officially divorced, you can love her freely."

Kristian's rejection was swift and firm. "No."

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"Oh?" Freya raised an eyebrow, taken aback.

Confusion clouded Kristian's features.

Unfazed, she went on, "There's a one-month waiting period before the divorce papers are filed. Who's to say what twists might unfold in that time?"

living room was charged with tension, a silent witness to the

resumed the TV show, where the light-hearted banter of a

a charming and popular actor, engaged

'one true love' from the past came back into your life, what would you do? Would you go back to her or stay

"Choosing past love over your current love? That would be madness," another added,

the group.

questioner pivoted towards Zander with a curious tilt of his head.

radiating an undeniable charisma, responded with a voice as smooth as silk, "I'm not one to dwell on the past." He leaned back, his gaze thoughtful. "Life is a journey forward. Clinging to an idealized version of a

the discussion picked up again. "That's quite deep," one remarked, nodding

remember a friend who ditched his current girlfriend for his first love. Talk

say online that an ex's tears can melt even the coldest heart? There's a bit of

laughter faded, the television show played on, weaving its drama

eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze intensifying as he

was using the show's dialogue to subtly

he started, his voice a mix of

turned to face him, her expression unreadable.

the divorce," he a reluctantly. "But before we cut

ed

evenly, her indifference clear. "If

this period,

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insist on handling things his way, but the thought of his family's deep affection for Freya held him back. With a resigned sigh, he conceded,

moving," Freya suggested crisply. Truth be told, she

in dealing with him. "Pick me

hint of defeat in

settled, Freya grabbed the remote, shut off

up the

chasm between them widened, the once close-knit hearts now adrift in a sea of

a wave of loss crashed over Kristian, leaving him with a poignant ache, as

a part of himself vanish into

brow deeply, and his hand moved

fingers looking strikingly

and alluring-a sight

twice

to his

Ashley's car accident still loomed large,

and then drifted into a light nap, only to

the insistent ringing of

sleep, she noticed Frederick's name flashing on the caller

fog of sleep and answered

Freya!" Frederick's voice came, bubbling with boyish enthusiasm

ear, waiting for him to continue. After a

queried, "What's

over to see you," Frederick finally said, his tone now

hint of

brow creased

Frederick

coming?" Freya pressed, her

sent by your father to manage your divorce proceedings with Kristian Shaw," Frederick explained, his voice hesitant yet tinged with an unmistakable curiosity. "Did you really secretly marry that

her temples, her

oblivious to her mood, prattled on.

he be here?" Freya's voice wavered

helplessness.

eleven tonight," Frederick replied,

probe deeper. "He's just