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?"

silent witness to

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

engaged in a lively discussion

love' from the past came back into your life, what would you do? Would you

wife, of course!" "Choosing past love over your current love? That would be madness," another

the group.

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

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

a moment, contemplating his words, before the discussion picked up again. "That's

his lips, "I remember a friend who ditched his current girlfriend

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

television show played on, weaving its

gaze intensifying as he watched Freya, who sat

was

voice a mix of resignation

face him,

steeling himself. "I can agree to your terms for the divorce," he a reluctantly. "But before we cut all ties, I need to look into her

ed

evenly, her indifference clear.

anything with Ashley during this period, please have Gerard handle

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Ex's Tears Can Melt Even

his way, but the thought of his family's deep affection for Freya held him

Freya suggested crisply. Truth be told, she wanted the

with him.

Kristian agreed, a hint of defeat

Freya grabbed

disappeared up the

between them widened, the once close-knit hearts now

door clicked shut, a wave of loss crashed over Kristian, leaving him

part of himself vanish

and his hand moved to adjust his tie,

fingers looking strikingly

alluring-a sight

closed door twice before decisively

heading to his

accident still

in a long, soothing shower and then drifted into a light nap,

insistent ringing of

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

lingering fog of sleep and

bubbling with boyish enthusiasm and

the phone slightly away from her ear, waiting for him to continue. After a brief pause filled

she queried, "What's going

see you," Frederick finally

a hint of

brow creased

Frederick

coming?" Freya

Kristian Shaw," Frederick explained, his

her frustration building like

oblivious to her mood, prattled

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

helplessness.

tonight," Frederick

burning with curiosity, he dared not probe deeper. "He's just set off for