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.

really so bold these days,

the message and continued with her day. She wasn't

the martyr, nor did she care to

honestly, the message felt

the message to the one person

her.

viewed the situation with growing

in a series

ID-it was the same number that had messaged her

a cautious press of the answer button, Freya also activated the recording feature,

soft, somewhat pained voice floated through the speaker. "Is this Ms. Briggs? This is Ashley Bradley. Could you possibly

with him."

sharply, her tone leaving

Ashley insisted, her voice

never one to mince words with her. "Why would you

silence fell

should have some self-respect,

Ashley

abruptly, blocking and deleting Ashley's number

was determined not to entertain any more

idea what was going through Ashley's

because of your agreement, yet I need him by my side more

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yet another

imploring a wife for access to her husband was downright

must tell you, I'm

messages followed one after the other, each

final confession that

was pregnant-and the child

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

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

that stern warning dispatched, the flurry of

character, he was a man of his word And considering Ashley had only returned to town a few weeks

several screenshots of Ashley's provocative messages, and with a mixture of dread and defiance, uploaded them to her social media. She adorned the

her phone began buzzing with a barrage of

to express his astonishment, typing out, "Whoa, truly

also expressed

"Is this woman his

sudden realization struck Freya like a

from this explosive reveal

Her heart sank.

words sharp and urgent. "See the chaos you've sparked! The mistress is acting like she's proud of stealing someone's husband-right in

just finished a grueling session of work, felt

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

and resignation. After a moment's hesitation, influenced by Ashley's news, she answered with

time, his voice a blend of confusion and irritation as he asked, "Can you explan your post to me?" His question