She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 10

Chapter 10 A Good Ex Is

One You Never Hear Fro...

"Kristian, I need you to come with me. Now," Lionel insisted, pushing himself up with the support of his cane.

Kristian shared a quick, uncertain look with Freya before he trailed behind his grandfather, stepping into the dimly lit study next door for a private conversation.

Meanwhile, Melinda struck up a light-hearted chat with Freya. She mentioned that if Freya ever chose to give her marriage with Kristian another shot, the Shaw family would welcome her back with open arms.

In this home, a gentle warmth surrounded Freya, stirring memories of the comforting days before her mother's

passing.

When Kristian reemerged thirty minutes later, his facade was calm, almost unreadable, but Lionel's expression

was stormy, a clear sign of discontent for anyone paying attention.

Suddenly, Lionel's temper flared. "Enough of this, you're just irritating me now," he snapped harshly. "Look

after Freya well this next month. If she's upset in any way, I swear, I'll transfer all your inheritance to her!"

Kristian responded calmly, "Understood."

As they were about to leave, Melinda's voice halted them. "Wait."

Kristian and Freya paused and turned around, the moonlight casting a soft glow around them, creating a

momentary illusion of closeness.

"Have you sorted out how the assets will be divided after the divorce?" Melinda inquired, her concern palpable, worrying Freya might end up with less than she deserved.

"Don't worry, Freya will be treated with fairness," Kristian assured smoothly, deliberately vague to avoid any

implications of greed. "She'll receive a house, a car, and a suitable financial settlement."

"And on top of that, make sure you hand over some of your stocks and bonds to her," Melinda remarked, her

tone serious and unwavering.

Kristian was left dumbfounded. Was he truly their flesh and blood?

Lionel nodded firmly, his gaze sharp. "Your mom's absolutely right."

Isaac chimed in, his expression unreadable, “Kristian, do as your mother says and don't give her more to worry

about."

"Got it," Kristian replied, barely masking his irritation as he and Freya slid into the

car.

With their divorce no longer a secret, they made no effort to feign affection.

As the car pulled away, Melinda's and Lionel's faces were etched with concern until the vehicle's taillights

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deal with their own problems, there's no need for you to stress over it," Isaac murmured soothingly, gently

weary sigh and Isaac

stand-in for someone else?" Melinda queried, her gaze fixed on his still ruggedly handsome features. "What secrets are

isaar remained silent, contemplating

confide in me or not?" Melinda pressed, her

promise to our son to keep it

there are some pretty good-looking guys tagging along..." Melinda teased, her voice light and

about we take this back to the room?" Isaac replied, his voice soft yet firm. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze, his eyes radiating warmth and

glided towards the opulent

snugly in the back seat,

at Freya for the twenty-third time, each fleeting look

something to say." Freya broke the silence, her patience thinning under the weight of

medicine or

a hint of confusion.

there were still facets of

leaning back in her seat with a sigh, her gaze drifting to the

a shadow of doubt crossing his features. He couldn't shake the feeling

firm. He appreciated that Freya had accompanied

wave of her hand. "I'm good with how things

seemed to cling

mere dust.

post-marriage," Freya offered, her

after a

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everything

the mere thought of Kristian using her hard-earned wealth to support someone

her blood boil.

concessions he was making, she felt compelled to

replied sharply, his voice cutting through

money in a minute."

dumbstruck. He was utterly oblivious to her massive

at her quiet, dimly lit home office, Freya pulled out the

meticulously revised the

it clear he didn't want her money, and she wasn't about to shove it

eleven, the revised divorce agreement was resting

toward Kristian, her motions

turn to sign," she stated firmly, her eyes locked on his.

his fingers brushed against the document, pausing

He found himself wondering about her emotions in the moments she

insisted they marry, and now he

it all.

tinged with a rare hint of remorse as he looked

fiddled with her phone as she

"What is it?"

the awkward atmosphere, ventured cautiously, "If

divorce, remember, you can always

our paths as spouses diverge,

up from her phone, her expression

"I once came across a viewpoint online that I really

Kristian leaned in. "What is

lips curved into a faint, ironic smile. "A good ex is one you never

again."

dwindled into

further, "Particularly

grabbed the

name with a