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

exhaled a weary sigh and Isaac gave

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

isaar remained silent, contemplating

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

our son to keep it

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

Isaac replied, his voice soft yet firm. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze, his eyes radiating warmth

car glided towards the opulent Regalia

Melinda sat snugly in the back seat, enveloped in

stole a glance at Freya for the twenty-third

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

just tell me-did you study medicine or

a hint of confusion.

dawned on him that there were still facets of

back in her seat with a sigh, her gaze drifting to the passing scenery. "I just read some books out of

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

grateful yet firm. He appreciated that Freya had accompanied his family despite the

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 lifeline, and the

mere dust.

assets post-marriage,"

after a lengthy

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everything half and

her hard-earned wealth to support

her blood boil.

concessions he was making, she felt compelled

Kristian replied sharply, his voice cutting through the tension. I

money in a minute."

dumbstruck. He was utterly

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

revised the

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

was resting on

toward Kristian, her motions calm and

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

brushed

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

marry, and now

it all.

with a rare hint of remorse as he looked

edge of the sofa, fiddled with

"What is it?"

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

you can always turn to

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

up from her phone, her expression unreadable, her voice

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

Kristian leaned in. "What is

smile. "A good ex is one

again."

dwindled

emphasized further, "Particularly an

composure snapped. He grabbed the divorce papers

with a swift,