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

exhaled a weary sigh and Isaac gave her shoulder a reassuring

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

isaar remained silent, contemplating

me or not?" Melinda pressed, her

our son to keep it to myself," Isaac

good-looking guys tagging along..." Melinda teased, her voice light and teasing, a playful twinkle

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

car glided towards the

sat snugly in the back

Freya for the twenty-third time,

it if you have something to say." Freya broke the silence, her patience thinning

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

a hint of confusion.

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

Freya responded curtly, leaning back in her seat with a sigh, her gaze drifting to the passing scenery.

crossing his features. He couldn't shake

the 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 yours too,

countered calmly, dismissing the offer with a wave of her hand. "I'm good with how

kind of contradicting herself? One moment, she seemed to cling to money as if it were her

mere dust.

out my assets post-marriage," Freya

after a lengthy

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split everything half and

of Kristian using her hard-earned wealth to support

her blood boil.

he was making, she felt compelled to reciprocate in

his voice cutting through the tension. I

money in a minute."

dumbstruck. He was utterly oblivious to

dimly lit home

meticulously revised the asset division, reflecting their latest

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

revised divorce agreement was resting on

toward Kristian, her motions

eyes locked

the pen, his fingers brushed against the

himself wondering about her emotions in

one who insisted they marry, and now he was

it all.

tinged with a rare hint of remorse as he looked up

sofa, fiddled with

"What is it?"

atmosphere, ventured cautiously, "If you ever find yourself needing

divorce, remember, you can always turn to me. My grandpa

our paths as spouses diverge, I still

her phone, her expression unreadable, her

"I once came across a viewpoint online that I really agreed

leaned in. "What is

lips curved into a faint, ironic smile. "A good ex is one

again."

dwindled

further, "Particularly an

snapped. He grabbed the divorce papers

name with