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?"

with tension, a silent witness

nonchalantly resumed the TV show, where the light-hearted banter of a reality show filled the space

screen, Zander Loftus, a charming and popular actor, engaged in a lively discussion about

the past came back into your life, what would you do? Would you go back to her or

them answered, "I'd stay with my wife, of course!" "Choosing past love over your current love?

the group.

with a curious tilt of his

back, his gaze thoughtful. "Life is a journey forward.

a moment, contemplating his words, before the

"I remember a friend who ditched his current girlfriend for his first love. Talk about a classic

they say online that an ex's tears can melt even the coldest heart? There's a bit of truth in that," someone else added, sparking

show played on, weaving its drama into

slightly, his gaze intensifying as he watched Freya, who sat

was using the show's dialogue to

he started, his voice a mix of resignation and

him, her expression unreadable.

himself. "I can agree to your terms for the divorce," he a reluctantly. "But before we cut all

ed

evenly, her indifference clear.

anything with Ashley during this period, please have

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Tears Can Melt Even The Coldest

of his family's deep affection for Freya held him back. With

Truth be told, she wanted the divorce more than

in dealing with him. "Pick me up at

hint

arrangement settled, Freya grabbed the remote,

disappeared up

them widened, the once close-knit hearts now adrift in a

door clicked shut, a wave of loss crashed over

of himself vanish into

his hand moved to adjust

fingers looking strikingly

and alluring-a sight to

toward the closed door twice before decisively stepping out of the

to

car accident

shower and then drifted into a light

ringing of her

she noticed Frederick's name flashing on the

lingering fog of sleep and answered with a

with boyish enthusiasm

from her ear, waiting for him to continue. After a

she queried, "What's

over to see you,"

hint of

brow creased

Seymour," Frederick hurriedly

is he coming?" Freya

manage your divorce proceedings with Kristian Shaw," Frederick explained, his voice hesitant yet tinged with an

temples, her frustration

to her mood,

will he be here?" Freya's voice wavered slightly, revealing her

helplessness.

Frederick replied,

with curiosity, he dared not probe deeper.