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 murmured

Isaac gave her

Freya being a stand-in for someone else?" Melinda queried, her

isaar remained silent, contemplating

you going to confide in me or not?" Melinda pressed, her voice tinged with

to our son to keep it to myself," Isaac responded, his

and I heard there are some pretty good-looking guys tagging along..." Melinda teased, her voice light and teasing, a playful twinkle

soft yet firm. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze, his eyes

glided towards

snugly in the back seat,

a glance at Freya for the twenty-third

the silence, her patience

me-did you study medicine or not?" Kristian's voice was tinged with genuine curiosity

a hint of confusion.

on him that there were still facets of her life he had yet to

gaze drifting to the passing scenery. "I

He couldn't shake the feeling that she was hiding something from

like my mom suggested," Kristian declared, his tone grateful yet firm. He appreciated that Freya had accompanied

Freya countered calmly, dismissing the offer with a wave of her hand. "I'm good with how things were set up

One moment, she seemed to cling to money as if it were her lifeline, and

mere dust.

post-marriage," Freya offered,

after a

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split everything

of Kristian using her hard-earned wealth to support someone like

her blood boil.

making, she

voice cutting through the tension. I can

money in a minute."

momentarily dumbstruck. He was utterly

home office, Freya pulled out the divorce papers

meticulously revised the asset division,

money, and she wasn't

agreement was

toward Kristian, her motions

to sign," she stated firmly, her eyes locked on his. "We'll file

fingers brushed against the document, pausing over

about her emotions in the moments

one who insisted they marry, and now he was the one insisting

it all.

with a rare hint of remorse as he looked up at her.

on the edge of the sofa, fiddled with her phone as she awaited a message

"What is it?"

soften the awkward atmosphere, ventured cautiously,

you can always

Even if our paths as spouses diverge, I still hope we

looked up from her phone, her expression unreadable, her voice

across a viewpoint online that I really

in.

ironic smile. "A good ex

again."

response dwindled

further, "Particularly an

grabbed the divorce papers

name with a