She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 35

Chapter 35 I'm Carrying Kristian's Child

During his last visit to the hospital, Hugh had only received a cursory explanation. Now, he was determined to uncover every detail.

He was eager to piece together Freya's life in the past two years.

"There's really not much to tell. I was merely a substitute," Freya responded, her voice even and her demeanor

unruffled.

Now, she could discuss the past without her emotions getting in the way. "The masquerade has ended, and it's time for us to resume our separate lives." Hugh was visibly startled by her revelation.

A mere substitute?

"Why didn't you inform me earlier?" he inquired, his voice tinged with confusion.

"I'm no child; I'm capable of handling such matters," Freya countered, her tone firm. "Moreover, he does have an appealing visage."

Hugh's heart didn't lighten at her words.

Far from it, his concerns only deepened.

"Mina," he uttered softly.

"If there's nothing more, we might as well leave it there," Freya interjected, her voice closing off any further discussion. "I had a restless night; I need to make up for lost sleep."

"There's another matter..." Hugh pressed on, unwilling to leave it there.

Freya, sensing more was coming, gave him a look and asked, "What is it?"

"Her daughter is employed by the Briggs Group. Should you visit, it's probable you'll encounter her." Hugh couldn't muster the courage to meet Freya's gaze as he spoke, his voice wavering slightly.

Freya instantly grasped whom he was hinting at.

Feeling a knot of unease in his stomach, Hugh tentatively offered, "If it bothers you, I could have my secretary reassign her."

"Do whatever you think best," Freya responded disinterestedly, her mind clearly esewhere.

Hugh's uncertainty grew, but he hesitated to press the issue, wary of truly irking Freya

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Chapter 35 fm Carrying Kristian's Child

Freya, meanwhile, had spent the entire morning enveloped in sleep.

It was only in the late afternoon, around three or four, that she stirred to check the

time and noticed a new text message on her phone.

"This is Ashley. Could you possibly reach out to Kristian for me? There's a matter of some urgency I need to

discuss with him."

Freya paused, taken aback.

bold these days, contacting

continued with her day. She

she care to get involved

honestly, the message felt off-like something wasn't adding

Ashley had sent the message to the one person who had the least

her.

with growing suspicion, her

in a series of

same number that had messaged

button, Freya

connected, a soft, somewhat pained voice floated through the speaker. "Is this Ms. Briggs? This is Ashley Bradley. Could you possibly hand the phone to Kristian? There's something urgent I need

with him."

responded sharply, her tone leaving

with him," Ashley insisted, her voice a mixture of pleading

to mince words with her. "Why would you think it's appropriate for me to connect you

silence fell on

"People should have some

Briggs..." Ashley attempted

blocking and deleting Ashley's

to entertain any

no idea what was

see Kristian. He's been steering clear of me because of your agreement, yet I need him by my side

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at the message from yet another unfamiliar number, her features

of a mistress imploring a wife for

tell you, I'm

followed one after the other,

was the final confession that hit with the force of a

the child

resolved to ignore the intrusive messages, but Ashley's boldness left

flaunting your pregnancy with a married man is something to broadcast?" she snapped "Continue this harassment, and I will be

the flurry of

claim. Despite Kristian's flawed character, he was a man of his word And considering Ashley had only returned to town a few weeks ago, the timeline for her pregnancy claim

a mixture of dread and defiance, uploaded them to her social

buzzing with a barrage

typing out, "Whoa,

expressed his

commented, "Is this woman his first

a cold wave-she

from this explosive reveal

Her heart sank.

and urgent. "See the chaos you've sparked! The mistress is acting like she's proud of stealing someone's

grueling session

phone. The sight of Freya's post made his eyes narrow in annoyance. Compelled by a mixture of concern and curiosity, he

of resentment and resignation. After a moment's hesitation, influenced by Ashley's

no time, his voice a blend of confusion and irritation as he asked, "Can you