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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you to stress over it," Isaac murmured soothingly, gently

and Isaac gave her

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

isaar remained silent, contemplating

or not?"

son to keep it to myself,"

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

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 affection. "We

car glided towards the opulent Regalia

and Melinda sat snugly in the back seat, enveloped in the car's luxurious

for the twenty-third time,

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

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

a hint of confusion.

dawned on him that there were still facets of

her seat with a sigh, her gaze drifting

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

tone grateful yet firm. He appreciated that Freya had accompanied his family despite the circumstances. "Let's make the split fair. What's mine

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

seemed to cling to money as

mere dust.

post-marriage," Freya offered,

a

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split everything half and

thought of Kristian using her hard-earned

her blood boil.

making, she felt compelled to reciprocate

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

money in a minute."

Freya momentarily dumbstruck. He was utterly

lit home office, Freya pulled out the divorce

revised the asset

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

agreement was resting on the

papers toward Kristian, her motions calm and

stated firmly, her eyes locked on his. "We'll file for divorce the day after

up the pen, his fingers brushed against the document, pausing over

He found himself wondering about her emotions in the moments she signed their marriage

one who insisted they marry, and now he

it all.

tinged with a rare hint of remorse as he

on the edge of the sofa, fiddled with her

"What is it?"

to soften the awkward atmosphere, ventured cautiously, "If you

always turn to

regard. Even if our paths as spouses diverge, I still

phone, her expression unreadable, her voice

across a viewpoint online that I really agreed

in. "What is

smile. "A good ex is one you never

again."

dwindled into

further,

snapped. He grabbed the

name with a swift,