She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Did He Somehow Discovered Yo...

Freya opened the email containing the startling request to investigate herself.

Her eyes darted to the sender address. This wasn't just any contact-this was someone she had collaborated with extensively years ago.

Back then, she had valued their expertise and shared objectives, which had fostered a period of productive partnership. But as circumstances calmed, their communication had dwindled to silence.

Why the sudden interest in investigating her now?

Her fingers hovered briefly before typing a response. "Did she offend you?" The message had barely left her outbox when Kristian received it.

He had anticipated the possibility that after years without contact, the hacker might have abandoned this account. He had been prepared for his request to vanish unanswered into digital oblivion. The immediate reply caught him off guard. Sitting in the car's back seat, he.tapped thoughtfully on his keyboard before responding, "No, helping a friend investigate. Can't say more. Can you look into her?"

Freya examined his response, her forehead creasing with concentration.

Suddenly, something clicked. She opened the attached image and scrutinized it carefully.

Only then did she notice the background-wasn't that the living room of Kristian's villa?

She typed back, "Is your friend Kristian Shaw?"

Throughout her career, she had rarely delved into personal backgrounds, including this particular contact whose identity remained a mystery to her.

Her skills were primarily deployed for evidence gathering.

But now...

Was Kristian investigating her? Or perhaps someone in Kristian's circle?

"Freya?" Frederick waved his hand before her face. "Freya!"

She lifted her gaze from the screen, meeting his eyes with practiced composure. "What's up?"

"What's captured your attention?" Frederick asked, halted at a red light, curiosity evident in his voice. "You've been staring at that screen for ages."

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"Nothing." Freya darkened her phone screen and slipped the device into her pocket, dismissing the email exchange from her mind.

"I meant to tell you earlier-before you deplaned, my sister messaged that Sheila's surgery went smoothly. She's been transferred to a regular ward." As the signal turned green, Frederick eased the car forward "she

to tell you

"Okay," Freya murmured.

calm acknowledgment, anxiety gnawed

always been the delicate girl, weeping

could barely imagine

her to the hospital, provided directions to Sheila's room, and departed to

parking.

the impatient building and ascended

closer to Sheila's private room, her apprehension mounted until,

observation window,

slumber. Beside her sat a concerned father who, despite being in his fifties,

younger man.

her presence, Hugh looked

through the glass, and something electric passed between them. Hugh's gaze locked onto Freya, seemingly unable to

still dressed in the black outfit she'd worn to the divorce proceedings, which lent her an air

closed the door with a

throat, unleashing an unstoppable surge of longing. “Mina,” he whispered,

instead to the bedside where she gazed down at

is hopeful," Hugh replied, forcing himself to suppress the tumult of feelings. "The wounds have been treated properly. Whether there will be any lasting effects will require further

this with a noncommittal

descended upon the room

her, almost tangible in

had found happiness during

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years away from what had

began,

hospital," Freya interjected,

firmly, "You should

wrestling

ask about her life these past two years but recognized

he ventured only one question, "Between you

through a divorce," Freya replied simply, settling into the chair beside the bed,

extended conversation. After offering a few words of genuine

room.

exited, he encountered Frederick in

familiar enough with Frederick to speak candidly. He glanced back toward the hospital room before adding, "Please make

later."