She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 12

Chapter 12 Let's Go Say Hi

To The Folks Next Door

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"Sure," Kristian agreed, his voice tinged with the usual patience he reserved for Freya's whims.

As Freya continued to quietly eat, her thoughts wandered, puzzling over Kristian's presence.

Kristian couldn't help but grapple with the same question. Even after settling into a private room with his friends-Felipe Yates, always hungry for drama, and Zander- Kristian's mind replayed the earlier scene he couldn't shake off.

The image of Freya and Trent, seated unusually close at an expansive table, nagged at him.

"What's on your mind?" Felipe prodded with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "You mentioned wanting to

discuss something earlier. Why the brooding silence now?"

"It's nothing," Kristian muttered, dismissing the inquiry with a wave of his hand, his brow furrowed in irritation.

Felipe exchanged a knowing look with Zander.

Thriving on the thrill of the intrigue, Felipe couldn't help but stir the pot. “I heard Trent's reputation has been

spotless for nearly three decades-always distant, never tangled up with any woman. Seems like he's not as

aloof as the rumors made him out to be."

“That's for sure,” Zander chimed in, his voice smooth as he took a leisurely sip of his drink, his expression

unreadable.

The mere mention of Trent's name was enough to fan the flames of Kristian's annoyance. He snapped, glaring

at Felipe, "Don't you have anything better to do than dig up gossip?"

"Nope," Felipe retorted, his smile broadening, clearly enjoying the rising tension.

The three had been inseparable since they were kids, which explained why Felipe and Zander could weather

Kristian's storms of temper with such ease.

Kristian, feeling trapped in a maelstrom of emotion, fixed his eyes on Zander. His friend's aloofness pricked at

him, stirring memories of a clip from a reality show he and Freya had once watched. It was enough to reignite

his anger.

"You really think you're not a jerk, huh?" Kristian snapped, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Must be nice, sipping drinks without a care in the world!”

Zander, caught off guard, furrowed his brows in confusion. What did he do to- deserve this?

Felipe slung an arm around Zander and chuckled with a devilish glint in his eye. "Oh, let's not wast

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not with them, shot back. "Worry about your own mess, Felipe, At least Freya isn't expecting another man's

a nerve. Felipe's mischievous grin stiffened into mask

He inquired softly, "What's all this

you the one who called this meeting?" Felipe

with it then."

from Freya, sighed deeply, “Look, I need a favor. Keep an eye

me, will you?"

was thick with the weight of unspoken debts as both

to owe anyone

them voiced the question

answered with a calm, almost distant

Freya for her?" Zander probed, his voice laden with

admitted, his

the moment, Felipe chimed in with a biting tone, "Did you forget how she left you before,

shattering you?"

he explained, "It

set the record straight

usually would, "Freya has asked me

divorce, so I need you two to keep an eye on her during

noted her gentle demeanor.

a moment, Kristian replied, "Not

she acts like you're nothing to

your money, not you."

like that," Kristian countered quickly, a protective edge to

with a smirk, his words sharp. "People

be extraordinarily greedy."

into the creases of his brow as he

almost retorted that Freya wasn't the type to care about money, but a flicker of doubt held

her recent

further, the annoyance prickling under his skin

increasingly difficult to s.

flavors of his meal.

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his eyes flickered towards

restless anticipation he couldn't

to hide about her relationship With Trent, she would've come forth with an explanation by now. Instead, thirty long minutes had

sip from his glass, his thoughts

the table, Felipe and Zander exchanged glances, acutely aware of the tension

with unspoken words until Felipe could no longer bear the heavy air. He rose, casually slipping a hand into his pocket, his voice breaking the quiet. "Let's

Kristian's voice was sharp, a flat refusal hanging between them Freya was the one who

wounded pride and stubborn stance, Felipe pressed on, a gentle coaxing to his tone, "Trent traveled all the way

conflict across Kristian's features before Zander's hand

reassuringly on his

got up from his seat and

were strikingly attractive, each standing tall, their presence commanding enough

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