She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Kristian Didn't Trust Freya

Freya swallowed her emotions and addressed Kristian directly, "If you harbor doubts or mistrust me, please state it plainly."

"Who delivered that letter to Trent? Why him specifically? If someone truly faced kidnapping, wouldn't contacting authorities be the logical solution?" Kristian unleashed his questions as Freya had requested.

"One moment," Freya replied.

Kristian's anger flared. Had she genuinely asked him to wait after everything?

Freya retrieved her phone and contacted Trent, requesting the letter. After ending the call, Trent took a picture of it and transmitted it immediately.

Freya displayed the image to Kristian.

He examined every word meticulously, grudgingly acknowledging that Trent's reputation was well-earned-even his excuses demonstrated flawless execution.

"The letter courier is currently being identified through hotel surveillance footage," Freya clarified.

Kristian tossed her phone onto the table, regarding her with an unfamiliar, icy stare that sent shivers through her. "Let me guess-you'll claim next that the surveillance system malfunctioned?"

"You don't trust me?" Freya challenged.

"In your position, would you trust me?” Kristian rose, his chest constricting with emotion. "This letter was likely crafted by some hired hand, prepared specifically so when I questioned its authenticity, you could offer handwriting verification."

Freya felt her throat tighten. Hadn't her explanation covered everything thoroughly?

The coldness in Kristian's eyes crystallized, creating a palpable distance that Freya sensed acutely. Something fundamental had severed between them.

Tension saturated the air.

"Freya," Kristian uttered her name, his voice devoid of warmth. "I can't fathom how profoundly I misjudged you." With those words, he departed.

The door crashed violently as he exited.

He had contemplated trusting her, but after witnessing her emerge from the hotel with Trent and volunteer explanations unprompted, how could trust remain possible?

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The more he reflected, the more foolish he felt.

no one. He drove straight

that moment, he craved alcohol to numb his anguish. He feared confronting Freya again,

She stared at the still-vibrating door, feeling as though her recently peaceful heart had

echoed with Kristian's resolute departure and his parting

then, she might

moment their call connected, Trent detected the distress in her

gaze and supporting her head with one hand. Trent contemplated briefly before asking,

their interaction

toll this took on Freya. "Your approach likely appeared as unprompted confession- creating the impression

you echoing his perspective?" Freya asked,

explain everything comprehensively, avoiding petty disputes over

gently, helping clarify the situation. "Your character typically ignores accusations about actions you haven't committed. You only defend yourself when pushed beyond tolerance. After two years together, he should understand this

observation stirred profound

rarely offered preemptive

handle the conversation with him," Trent reassured her, knowing precisely how to approach

with a soft sound and ended the call, letting the phone slip from her grasp onto the table.

continued

ten minutes, her tumultuous emotions refused to

and ventured outside,

Upon reaching for payment,

without concern, extracting her wallet and settling the fare before striding into

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the darkness. Freya claimed an

and promptly ordered two

typically resorted to alcohol as emotional sanctuary, nor would she permit herself to become

simply matched

seat. "Hey there! Are you alone, beautiful?" a

her voice

be so harsh. We're all just here to enjoy ourselves. Let's have a drink together."

had witnessed this

congregated

striking beauty that commanded attention even in the subdued illumination. Her composed demeanor paired with innate elegance made

exposed seating area instead of a secluded booth stemmed purely from her deteriorating mood and readiness

quite the