She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8 Are You Impotent

With Frederick's messages finally answered, Freya dialed Trent's number, but the call refused to connect.

With the beep of a failed connection still ringing in her ears, she decided on a proactive approach. Tonight, she

was scheduled to visit Kristian's family home, and she wanted no unexpected encounters. She tapped out a

quick text to Trent. "Once you've arrived in Jeucwell, give me a heads-up. We can meet tomorrow."

She felt it was wiser to manage the situation herself rather than let Trent surprise her and potentially catch her

off guard.

Exhaling a weary sigh, she mulled over her predicaments. Turning down her father's requests was one thing,

dealing with Trent was entirely another challenge.

As the clock ticked towards six, she hurriedly changed her outfit and was about to step out when Kristian's

driver called her.

She answered swiftly and then rushed out to the waiting car.

To her surprise, Kristian was already inside, looking slightly worn from the day but still undeniably handsome.

His suit was the same one he had worn since noon, now creased, and his hair fell carelessly over his forehead,

lending him an effortlessly charming, yet somewhat untamed look.

Freya chose silence as the car glided towards the opulent family estate. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken thoughts until they neared the grand gates of his family residence.

Breaking the silence, Kristian's voice cut through the tension, contemplative and a bit uneasy. "If my mom asks

why you don't like me, what will you say?"

Freya met their gaze and replied without flinching, "The truth."

"Freya," he called her name, a note of caution in his tone.

"Hmm?"

"If you bring up Ashley, my parents and grandpa will never agree to our divorce."

Kristian's sharply defined features hardened, his eyes shadowed with a frosty glint.

Freya regarded his sudden concern with a mix of amusement and confusion. "Who said I was going to bring

her up?" she asked, her voice laced with intrigue.

suspicion crossing his face. "What do you mean by

like you," Freya stated with disarming frankness,

pointless-I'm just not

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Trent, Freya had

Kristian

words as mere spur-the-moment anger, her earnest expression conveyed her true feelings-she genuinely disliked him now. This

our destination," the driver announced as he swung

out into the crisp evening, Kristian was about to remind Freya of their facade to avoid any talk of divorce when she smoothly took his arm, her actions belying her earlier detachment.

Kristian was momentarily dumbstruck

but feel that Freya had been playing the fool, expertly masking her true intentions from

tapestry, leading them through a lush courtyard and up to the imposing facade of the main building By

presence of only Kristian's parents, his grandfather, and

the dining room, a

arms open and a bright smile, ushered Freya to sit beside her, where they soon fell

knitting together in a slight frown. A nagging sense of foreboding washed over him. This divorce wasn't going to be

please set the dinner," Lionel Shaw, Kristian's grandfather, commanded with

his hand.

butler responded

was a vibrant display of culinary delights, each

started off light and pleasant, but Lionel's subtle cough hinted he had something heavier to

start a family?" he inquired, his gaze piercing across

his composure, responded with practiced calmness, "There's

a sharp edge

fell into a

pausing to place her fork down gently, met

suspicion flickering in his eyes. Could she seriously be doing this

inquired, her eyes brimming with concern. "Just

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right by your

wrong. We've got your back," Lionel chimed in,

responded with a touch of confusion, "Grandpa, remember I'm your

you were my son-in-law. Freya here, she joins me for chess and helps me with my meditation. And you? What memorable things have you

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