She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 77

Chapter 77 Weren't You Aware Of Their Friendship

Freya had just wrapped up her conversation with Kristian and even pressed a swift kiss to Charlie's cheek. Kristian, seething with a silent rage that seemed to boil his very blood, was jolted awake by the disturbance. Irritated, he flicked his eyes to his phone, checking the time. The glowing digits showed it was only five in the morning. Sighing deeply, he massaged his weary temples, his fingers tracing circles of weariness. With a huff, he grabbed his coat and strode over to the room where Liam was dozing. Pushing the door open with more force than necessary, Kristian's shadow fell over Liam. In a single, fluid motion, he nudged Liam off the bed.

This time around, his sleep could be noticeably more peaceful.

Liam hit the floor with a thud, his confusion painting his face in the dim light. What had just happened? And why on earth was he lying on the floor?

These questions barely had time to form in his groggy mind before he dismissed them, too drowsy to care. He simply rolled over and nestled into the plush, warm carpet, finding comfort.

As dawn broke, Farrah's eyes fluttered open first.

With the early signs of pregnancy ebbing into a phase of unpredictable sleep patterns, she found herself waking up with the sun more often than not. After freshening up and slipping into her day clothes, she made her way downstairs.

Settled in the living room, she was busy thumbing through messages on her phone when a cold, displeased voice cut through the morning stillness. "Why are you here?"

Farrah paused, her heart skipping a beat.

She looked up to find Felipe standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable but his eyes sharp with an icy disapproval.

in that instant, her face mirrored a flicker of uncertainty, and she instinctively stood up from the sofa, as if readying herself for confrontation.

“.....” she began, her voice faltering. The sight of Felipe's stern face reminded her of the task he had previously assigned to her

"How could I have been so blind to your tricks? You even managed to slip into a private gathering." Felipe's misunderstanding brewed a storm within him as he stepped closer, his presence chilling "What are you up to? Is it Kristian you're after, or are you getting involved with Trent Seymour and Liam, too?"

Farrah hurried to clarify, shaking her head gently. "Actually, Mr. Seymour instructed me to come and take care

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His anger erupted like a sudden gust, voice hard and cutting. "He just snaps his fingers, and you rush over like a loyal servant? Tell me, did you sleep in his room all night?"

the

ruthlessly, his tone hollow, eyes locked on hers with an intensity that weighed down

an instinctive reaction making her take a cautious step

seems you couldn't do it," Felipe noted, his voice

trembling but firm. "This child is mine. You

piercing voice dripping with derision. "Don't worry, I'll make sure it's taken care

his tolerance worn thin,

her composure, her thoughts crashing into one

His eyes, usually warm and

struggling for power. "If you dare harm my child, I will despise you until my last breath. Her threat

sharp ache twisted in Felipe's chest, a fleeting sign of inner turmoil, yet his

you want," he retorted evenly, his voice a low growl. "That child

out his phone and dialed swiftly, directing his assistant to get a private hospital ready

Felipe's decisions

in the sprawling, secluded suburbs, escape was

nobody she could trust,

Freya had suffered enough at Kristian's hands. Farrah's resolve hardened; she could not, would

you come

stated, her eyes brimming with urgency, her

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gently caressed her chilled cheek. "I was overseas on business during that time. How the hell could

her lips trembling as she fought

at my side, I'll give you everything you desire. Fame? I can make that happen too." His

head defiantly, her

wish to remain ensnared by his

his voice a dangerous blend of temptation and threat as he stepped

put space between them. A wave of panic washed over her,

contact, his eyes darkening, his

her ground,

made his way down

that hung palpably between them, he didn't probe

ventured, "How's Freya

woke up. She was still sleeping when I got out of bed," Farrah responded