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 crumbli

Freya seemed detached from the emotional weight of the moment. She nonchalantly resumed the TV show, where the light-hearted banter of a reality show filled

and popular actor, engaged in

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

"Choosing past love over your current love? That

the group.

questioner pivoted towards Zander with a curious tilt of his head. "Mr. Loftus,

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 past love

words, before the discussion picked

playing on his lips, "I remember a friend who ditched his current

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

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

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

was using the show's dialogue to subtly

voice a mix

to face him, her expression unreadable.

a deep breath, steeling himself. "I can agree to your terms for the divorce," he a reluctantly. "But

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responded evenly, her

during this period,

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but the thought of his family's

she wanted the divorce more than he did and

interest in dealing with him. "Pick

hint of defeat

grabbed the remote, shut off the

up the

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

a wave of loss crashed over Kristian, leaving him

part of himself

his brow deeply, and his hand moved to adjust

fingers looking strikingly

and alluring-a sight

door twice before

to his

Ashley's car accident still loomed large,

then drifted into a

ringing of her

sleep, she noticed Frederick's name flashing on the caller ID. She massaged her temples

sleep and answered

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

away from her ear, waiting for him to

she queried, "What's going

is on his way over to see

a hint

creased

Frederick

he coming?" Freya pressed, her

Frederick explained,

her temples, her frustration building

her mood, prattled on.

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

helplessness.

Frederick replied, his tone

probe deeper. "He's just set off