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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problems, there's no need for you to

a weary sigh and Isaac gave her

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

isaar remained silent, contemplating

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

our son to keep it to

heard there are some pretty good-looking guys tagging along..."

to the room?" Isaac replied, his voice soft yet firm. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze, his eyes radiating

sleek car glided towards the opulent Regalia

back seat, enveloped

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

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

or not?"

a hint of confusion.

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

her gaze drifting to the

shadow of doubt crossing his features. He couldn't

divorce papers again-just like my mom suggested," Kristian declared, his tone grateful yet firm. He appreciated that Freya had

countered calmly, dismissing the offer with a wave of her

to cling to

mere dust.

lay out my assets post-marriage," Freya offered, her

a

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split everything half and

mere thought of Kristian using her hard-earned wealth

her blood boil.

the significant concessions he was making, she felt compelled to reciprocate

his voice cutting

money in a minute."

dumbstruck. He was utterly oblivious to her

her quiet, dimly lit home office,

She meticulously revised the

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

divorce agreement was resting on the

papers toward Kristian, her motions calm

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

up the pen, his fingers brushed

her emotions in

they marry, and now he was

it all.

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

the sofa, fiddled with

"What is it?"

to soften the awkward atmosphere, ventured

can always turn to

our paths as

her expression

viewpoint online that I really agreed with,"

in. "What

a faint, ironic smile. "A good ex is one you never

again."

response dwindled

further, "Particularly

grabbed the divorce

name with