She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 13

Chapter 13 Eager To Take My Place

Trent wanted to agree-but the words stuck in his throat.

Freya didn't want him tangled in her divorce, yet as her friend, he couldn't stand by while she faced unfair

treatment.

Besides, her father had entrusted him with a task: ensure Kristian knew Freya wasn't standing alone.

For the first time, Freya misread Trent's gaze, suspecting some unspoken alliance with Felipe. "I'm okay with

that."

"Alright," Trent agreed, letting the moment pass without explanation.

Felipe's eyes sparkled with amusement. After a few exchanged words, he strode away.

The door clicked shut. Freya turned to Trent, her voice steady. "Just act like you normally would. Don't adjust

for me."

"Okay." Trent left it at that. When he faced Kristian later, polite restraint wouldn't be necessary.

Felipe returned in high spirits. Leaning against the private room doorway, he smirked at Kristian. "They refused

to share a table-didn't want us ruining their cozy lunch."

Kristian's gaze darkened. His hand froze mid-reach in his pocket.

"But they agreed to meet later," Felipe added. "You should've seen Trent-obedient

as a devoted boyfriend. Anyone would assume they're together."

"Get your eyes checked." Kristian's retort was ice. "While you're at it, hire a tutor for that pathetic vocabulary

of yours."

Felipe blinked, lost. He elbowed Zander. "What does he mean by that?"

"He just hates your commentary," Zander replied, his smile gentle, almost apologetic.

Felipe gritted his teeth. Kristian always knew where to jab. This wasn't over. Thirty minutes later.

Felipe sent Kristian and Zander ahead to the upstairs club, playing escort for Freya and Trent himself. The club —a dimly lit haven of drinks and murmured conversations-was the restaurant's post-dinner indulgence.

And the restaurant? Wholly Felipe's.

"Meet my friends: Kristian Shaw and Zander Loftus." Felipe's grin widened as Kristian's stare locked or sya.

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exchanged,

and Freya's eyes met-a clash of silent

Staring at Mr. Seymour's 'friend' like that?

my wife." Kristian's tone was razor-sharp.

air turned to glass-fragile, ready

Freya and Trent were more than friends, this was the moment truth

my sweet friend was married." Trent settled onto the sofa, adjusting his

to

sugary tone sent a shudder down her spine. What

eyes flicked toward her, as if saying, "I've

stifled

caught it too-that familiarity,

realized Trent and Freya were

suddenly stood, offering his seat with exaggerated courtesy, "My

earlier. This is your

"No need."

"No need."

in unison, their voices twin blades of

pressed, theatrically wide-eyed. "Did you

could've

pretended not

in sparring with Kristian

the restroom."

his tone dripping

effortless intimacy made him feel like

and Kristian's wife meet, Mr. Seymour?"

Trent hesitated.

friends, family ties-but Freya's

her identity.

a second

misinterpreted it instantly. Whatever their

been... compromising

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