She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 19

Chapter 19 Tailing Her All The Way To Her Apartme...

Kristian's gaze lingered thoughtfully on Freya before shifting, now laden with a mix of steadiness and confusion.

"What do you mean?" he asked sharply.

Gerard leaned forward, his expression serious as he posed a weighty question. "Do you truly love Miss Bradley, or are you merely haunted by shadows of past feelings and unresolved yearnings?"

Kristian's brow furrowed slightly, a hint of discomfort in his tone. "What are you getting at?*

The air between them grew thick, charged with unspoken thoughts. "I'm worried you're confusing past sparks with something real now," Gerard remarked, his voice low and earnest. "You could miss a real chance at happiness with your wife."

Kristian's response was a silent one, his mind racing.

He knew his heart's depth for Ashley, memories of her gentle company and shared laughter still had the power

to soothe him.

Had their paths not diverged, they might have already been bound by marriage.

"There's actually a straightforward way to see if your feelings for Miss Bradley are genuine," Gerard went on, a playful smirk tugging at his lips, hinting he knew something interesting. "But I doubt you're ready for it."

Kristian's interest piqued. "What is it?"

"Loving someone is a flash of heat, a quiet, irresistible pull." Gerard leaned in closer, his voice a hushed whisper meant for Kristian's ears only. "Think about it- do you feel any real desire for Miss Bradley? Any genuine physical attraction?"

The way Kristian's expression shifted so quickly left no doubt he got it immediately.

Gerard pressed on, his gaze intense, "Do you feel it?"

Kristian's gut reaction was a firm, unhesitating no.

Neither in his past nor in the present had he harbored such sentiments towards Ashley.

All he wanted was to cherish her and help her build a life brimming with happiness.

But Freya...

The mere thought of Freya caused a slight crease to form between Kristian's brows. He fixed Gerard with a piercing look, his expression one of firm rejection. "What works for you doesn't necessarily work for me."

If Gerard's insinuation held any truth, it would suggest that he harbored genuine feelings for Freya, an idea he found completely ludicrous.

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the depth of Kristian's denial, chose

later, with the divorce papers freshly signed: Kristian, isolated in his expansive villa,

Kristian was in dire need

last box, Freya approached Kristian, her tone blunt and hect. "All my things are moved out. I'll reach out once the mandatory waiting

halted

and turned, her gaze

lingered on the moving company's truck, crammed with boxes, before he finally gathered his thoughts. "Gerard

her voice steady

settling into the back seat

about to instruct Gerard, the car's other door swung open. Kristian's tall frame squeezed in beside her, the spacious

mild annoyance. "What

route," Kristian explained, his tone a mask of calm. Freya fell silent, taken aback. He didn't even know where she was moving to. Yet, she chose

just concerned she might vanish to avoid finalizing their divorce, his unexpected company a tactic to ensure

residence, there would be no disappearing

from him after revealing her address-she intended to remain in Jeucwell just

was simple yet earnest; he just wanted to find out where she lived and whether it was a decent

steeped in silence, each minute stretching longer than

into a

center caused Kristian's finely shaped eyebrows to knit

frown.

questioned,

Freya responded with a firm

had meticulously chosen this secluded spot after scouring through numerous listings in Jeucwell. It was

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struggled to grasp her logic. Mulling over it, he finally offered

concern in his voice, "You know, you could move into the villa I've prepared for you right now. After we finalize the divorce, it

all be yours."

almost curt. "This place suits me just fine," she said, leaving no

resolve and chose

her building, Freya exited the car briskly and

towards the underground

the lingering silence. "Sir, are we off to

him a brief, distracted glance, his mind still partly

his mind a whirl of confusion. What was that supposed to mean? It

him whatsoever.

face a mask of impassivity. "Are you just going to sit here and watch her struggle on

of insight, Gerard caught on to

crept across his face as he

and all her possessions are safely escorted back