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

sigh and Isaac gave her shoulder a reassuring

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

isaar remained silent, contemplating

or not?"

made a promise to our son to keep it to myself," Isaac responded, his

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

room?" Isaac replied, his voice soft yet firm. He

sleek car glided towards the opulent

and Melinda sat snugly in the back seat, enveloped

Freya for the twenty-third time, each fleeting look laden with

something to say." Freya broke the

medicine or not?" Kristian's voice was tinged with

a hint of confusion.

that there were still facets of

sigh, her gaze drifting to the passing scenery. "I just read some books

crossing his features. He couldn't shake the feeling that she was hiding

declared, his tone grateful yet firm. He appreciated that Freya had accompanied his

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

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.

my assets post-marriage," Freya

after a lengthy

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split everything half

thought of Kristian using her hard-earned

her blood boil.

concessions he was making,

his voice cutting through the

money in a minute."

Freya momentarily dumbstruck. He was utterly oblivious

dimly lit home office, Freya pulled out the divorce papers they

meticulously revised the

made it clear he didn't want her money, and she

the revised divorce agreement was resting on the

papers toward Kristian, her motions calm

locked on his. "We'll file for divorce the day

fingers brushed against the

himself wondering about her emotions in

marry, and now he was the one

it all.

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

on the edge of the sofa, fiddled with her phone

"What is it?"

trying to soften the awkward atmosphere, ventured cautiously, "If you ever find

divorce, remember, you can always

our paths as spouses diverge,

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

came across a viewpoint online that I

in. "What is

ironic smile. "A

again."

dwindled into

emphasized further, "Particularly

composure snapped. He grabbed the divorce papers and

name with a