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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Vanished into the night

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

and Isaac gave her shoulder a reassuring

someone else?" Melinda queried, her gaze fixed on his still ruggedly handsome features. "What

isaar remained silent, contemplating

or not?"

it to myself," Isaac responded, his voice laced

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

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

towards the

snugly in the back seat, enveloped

twenty-third time, each fleeting

the silence, her patience thinning

medicine or not?" Kristian's voice

a hint of confusion.

that there were still facets

her seat with a sigh, her gaze

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

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

offer with a wave of her hand. "I'm good with how things were set up

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

mere dust.

my assets post-marriage," Freya

after a lengthy

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split everything half and

mere thought of Kristian using her hard-earned wealth

her blood boil.

concessions he was making, she felt compelled to reciprocate in some

voice cutting through

money in a minute."

momentarily dumbstruck. He was utterly oblivious to her

back at her quiet, dimly lit home office, Freya pulled out the

meticulously revised the asset division, reflecting

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

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 document, pausing over Freya's

emotions in the moments she

one who insisted they marry, and now he was the

it all.

finally spoke, his voice tinged with a rare hint

of the sofa, fiddled with

"What is it?"

the awkward atmosphere, ventured

divorce, remember, you can always turn

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

looked up from her phone, her expression

a viewpoint online

in. "What is

"A good ex is

again."

dwindled

emphasized further,

grabbed the divorce papers

with