She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Chapter 46 Is It That You Trust Everyone Else But......

Everyone fell into a heavy silence.

They had merely followed the scripted deceit. Yet, inexplicably, Kristian had swallowed the tale whole.

"Mr. Shaw, actually..." one of them, grappling with a twinge of guilt, began, his voice trailing off as he considered revealing the truth-that Freya truly was swift on her feet.

Kristian's gaze swept over them, frosty and detached.

The man in the white T-shirt hastened to elaborate. "Ms. Briggs indeed outpaced us, but only because she'd asked us earlier to ease off, ensuring she wouldn't get caught."

"Yes, yes, that's precisely what happened."

"That's the whole story."

The rest quickly echoed their agreement, nodding along without hesitation.

The man in the white T-shirt cast a sharp, annoyed glance at his companion who had nearly let the truth slip.

Freya caught the exchange from the corner of her eye.

"Get lost," Kristian snapped, his anger no longer contained.

At his command, the group dissolved, scattering in all directions like leaves in the wind.

Freya wanted to keep someone back to ask questions, but it was too late.

Gerard, noticing everyone dispersing, swiftly started the car, maneuvered it close by, and then exited.

Before he could utter a word, he noticed Freya wrenching free from Kristian's hold, her usually serene face now clouded with fury.

Gerard began cautiously, "Mr. and Mrs. Shaw, perhaps we should discuss this matter at home."

"Call me Freya or Ms. Briggs," she insisted sharply.

Kristian's presence seemed to drop in temperature, a frosty aura enveloping him. Gerard hesitated, then revised his address. "Ms. Briggs, who were those people we just encountered? How did you come to be involved with them?"

The question visibly soured the expressions of both Freya and Kristian.

Without a word, Freya turned and strode off, clearly not intending to follow the same path as Kristian.

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"Stop!" Kristian's command cut through the air, laced with fury.

continued on,

swift motion, Kristian reached out, grabbed her arm, and

into the car, then snapped at Gerard

on the road ahead, complied without a

anger towards Kristian but

he spirited her away merely to interrogate her about her actions, accusing her of trying to set up Ashley. It

forward into

an hour later, they reached Kristian's

hesitantly opened the

Freya, especially when she was the

the car

remarkable self-control, she might have flipped him

divorce wasn't finalized, she held back her true strength to prevent any unforeseen complications. Kristian violently slammed the door behind them,

her, his voice laced with

question me! Just ask the person who said I'm

"Freya Briggs!" he bellowed.

need to yell; I can hear you perfectly," Freya snapped

what you asked for, and you said yes to the divorce. So why drag Ashley into this mess and accuse her

She rose to her feet, her frame dwarfed by Kristian's

his gaze squarely. "Is it that you trust everyone else

about it—what do you think my answer is?"

made my point clear," Freya replied, her voice dripping with disappointment. "Believe it or not, that's

you for the last time-cut out these underhanded tactics." Anger flared in Kristian as he thought about the situation, his

words float by, barely registering them. Watching her nonchalant demeanor, Kristian felt a wave of frustration

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arrogance after

he declared, his tone leaving no room

over twenty bodyguards to

scanning the room, she inquired, "Where will

out his frustrations, and yet, she was concerned about her

can do as you please just

voice now steady and composed. "Your grandpa has always treated me

fell into a brooding silence, labeling her in

a few outfits for me," Freya instructed with a calm authority. "And pick up some tampons; my period is almost

answer, she insisted, "Did you get

your errand boy,”

I should go

Kristian

exchange ended on a bitter

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