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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no need for you to stress over it," Isaac

sigh and Isaac gave her shoulder

earlier, about Freya being a stand-in for someone else?" Melinda queried, her gaze fixed on his still

isaar remained silent, contemplating

in me or not?" Melinda pressed,

son to keep it to myself,"

good-looking guys tagging along..." Melinda

Isaac replied, his voice soft yet firm. He gave her hand a gentle

car glided towards the

sat snugly in the back seat, enveloped in

Freya for the twenty-third time,

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

just tell me-did you study medicine or not?"

a hint of confusion.

on him that there were still facets of

a sigh, her gaze drifting to the passing

narrowed slightly, a shadow of doubt crossing his features. He couldn't shake the feeling that she

divorce papers again-just like my mom suggested," Kristian declared, his tone grateful yet firm. He appreciated that Freya had accompanied his family despite the circumstances. "Let's make the split fair. What's mine was

the offer with a wave of her

eyes narrowing slightly. Wasn't she kind of contradicting herself? One moment, she seemed to cling to money as

mere dust.

post-marriage," Freya

after a

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everything

Kristian using her hard-earned wealth to support

her blood boil.

he was making, she

no need," Kristian replied sharply, his voice cutting through the tension. I can make that amount

money in a minute."

left Freya momentarily dumbstruck. He

lit home office,

drafted. She meticulously revised the asset

money, and she wasn't about to

was resting

toward Kristian, her motions calm

locked on his. "We'll file for

pen, his fingers brushed against the document,

about her emotions in the moments she signed their

and

it all.

voice tinged with a rare hint of remorse as he looked up at

on the edge of the sofa, fiddled with her phone

"What is it?"

ventured cautiously, "If you

can always turn to me. My grandpa

in high regard. Even if our paths

phone, her expression unreadable, her voice

viewpoint online that I really agreed with," she

leaned in. "What

smile. "A good ex is one you never hear

again."

dwindled

emphasized further, "Particularly

snapped. He grabbed the divorce papers

name with a