She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 78

Chapter 78 A Bizarre Display Of Possessiveness

"It seems Freya is quite capable on her own now, so she no longer requires Farrah's assistance," Felipe remarked, with a laid-back tone, his fingers entwining with Farrah's effortlessly. "We have our own affairs to handle, so we'll take our leave first."

Trent offered them a subtle, knowing smile. "Please, feel free to go ahead."

Felipe acknowledged this with a small nod, his expression carefully neutral, the perfect mask of civility. However, as they were about to exit, Farrah abruptly withdrew her hand, stepping instinctively toward Trent with a determined look in her eyes. "You

go on ahead. I need to have a word with Freya," she stated firmly, her voice tinged with resolve.

She was all too aware of Felipe's underlying motives. If she left now with him, it was clear as day that he would drive her straight to the hospital to go through with the abortion.

"Farrah Welch," Felipe called out sharply, his voice laced with a stern warning.

"I'll head home once I've spoken with Freya," Farrah countered smoothly, her tone unwavering. "You go ahead and handle what you need to."

A shadow passed over Felipe's face, his eyes darkening with frustration.

He seemed to dismiss Trent's presence entirely as he strode back to Farrah, his movements brusque. He seized her wrist, his intent unmistakable, determined to lead her to the hospital.

"I told you, I'm not going with you!" Farrah's voice rose as she struggled against his grip, her defiance clear.

Felipe's grip tightened mercilessly, to the point where Farrah winced, fearing the strength of his hold might actually injure her.

Observing the escalating tension, Trent stepped forward, his actions gentle but firm as he laid his hand on Felipe's wrist. "Miss Welch has expressed a desire to stay a bit longer to talk with Freya. It's a rare chance for them to catch up. Why not let them enjoy this moment?"

"I would normally welcome Freya to our home anytime,” Felipe responded curtly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. "But today, Farrah must leave with me."

The moment the words left his mouth, he attempted to pry Trent's hand from his wrist with a sudden jerk. Yet, despite gathering all his strength, he found Trent's grip was as unyielding as iron.

Confusion clouded Felipe's features. Why was Trent unnaturally strong?

"Why not let them chat a bit longer?" Trent's smile remained courteous, as if he was making an effort to

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protect Felipe's ego.

brewing behind his gaze, yet he reluctantly

his

look, his expression unreadable, then turned his attention to Farrah. "Let me know when you're finished talking with Freya. I'll be

won't be necessary," Farrah

protest, Felipe turned and strode toward

understand why Trent was present at their

scene that awaited him: Liam and Kristian sitting on the floor, eyes

the world are you two doing?" Felipe's

him, their expressions a silent challenge to

settled

leaving him sprawled on the

of conversation he'd accidentally caught earlier diverted his attention. With a raised

seething, snapped back, "Are

if the chaos of the day

sharp as a blade. "Are you blind?" "What's your problem, Kristian?" Felipe challenged, his

a silent, icy stare that spoke

only he could do. Anyone

temper. He couldn't help but grumble, "I just don't understand. Why did Liam bring Trent Seymour to our gathering?

trailed off, Kristian's eyes narrowed and turned towards Liam, probing for his motives. Liam's intention wasn't to

off his pants as he stood up with a nonchalant

hesitation?"

for something to say. How was he supposed to know Farrah

arguing with earlier?" Kristian

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Felipe's eyes.

silence confirmed it, heavy with unspoken

him a fleeting look, his expression

of Freya's. It was Freya's idea to have her here, so Trent reached out," Kristian explained, fully aware of the undercurrents of Felipe's concerns. "There's absolutely nothing romantic happening

Trent had dialed her number; their initial exchange was polite, distant, like two people just getting

muttered tersely. This caught Kristian off guard,

nature of

heads up," Felipe continued with a hint of sternness. "If Farrah asks for a ride when you leave, make sure you turn her

irritation knitting his brows together. "What do you

remnants of a disturbing dream from the night before-a premonition of sorts, suggesting that Freya might

playful smirk. Instead, his features were composed into a serious expression, yet his voice carried a light tone. "Farrah rides only in