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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with their own problems, there's no need for you to stress over

sigh and Isaac

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

isaar remained silent, contemplating

in me or

keep it to myself,"

pretty good-looking guys tagging along..." Melinda teased, her

soft yet firm. He gave

car glided towards the opulent

sat snugly in the back seat, enveloped in

glance at Freya for the twenty-third time, each

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

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

a hint of confusion.

him that there were still facets of her

leaning back in her seat with a sigh, her gaze drifting to the passing scenery. "I just

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

we'll go over 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

that," Freya countered calmly, dismissing the offer with a wave of her

studied her intently, his eyes narrowing slightly. Wasn't she kind of contradicting herself? One moment, she seemed to cling to money as if it were her lifeline, and the next, she dismissed it

mere dust.

out my assets post-marriage,"

after a lengthy

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everything half

her hard-earned wealth to support

her blood boil.

he was making,

replied sharply, his voice cutting through the tension. I can make that amount

money in a minute."

dismissiveness left Freya momentarily dumbstruck. He was

back at her quiet, dimly lit home office,

meticulously revised the asset division, reflecting their latest

want her money, and she wasn't about to shove it down his

revised divorce agreement was

Kristian, her motions calm

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

picked up the pen, his fingers brushed

himself wondering about her emotions in the moments she signed

and

it all.

finally spoke, his voice tinged with a rare hint of remorse as he looked up at

anxiously on the edge of the sofa, fiddled with her

"What is it?"

the awkward atmosphere, ventured cautiously, "If you ever find

always

high regard. Even if our paths as spouses diverge, I still hope we can

up from her phone, her expression unreadable,

"I once came across a viewpoint online that I really

in.

lips curved into a faint, ironic smile. "A

again."

dwindled into

emphasized further, "Particularly an

snapped. He grabbed

with a swift,