She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Chapter 89 Freya's Still In

There

"Quick Hurry and inform our leader!" one of the men shouted urgently.

"Starting today, you'll live in hell!"

After hurling the biting remark, the group hastily departed, obviously eager to rally more support and tend to their wounds.

The crowd, witnessing the confrontation, gradually scattered to resume their own affairs. Only a handful of young women, who had previously taken a stand, remained, their gazes fixed on Freya with evident concern. "Are you alright, miss?"

"It's always wiser to visit places like this with some company."

"That's right."

They surrounded Freya with their soothing presence.

(Freya offered them a reassuring smile, her warmth visibly calming their worries. "I'm fine, really. Thanks for

Pour concern."

"Please, think nothing of it." The young women smiled with warmth, their compassion unmistakable. "If you're up for it, why not join us? We're planning to hang out a little longer before heading out."

"Thank you," Freya responded, her eyes softening with appreciation. "But I think I'll head back home now."

The young women didn't press further, respecting her decision.

As Freya made her way out, they couldn't resist calling after her, treating her like some innocent little girl. "Wait a moment, miss."

Freya paused, looking back. "Yes? What is it?"

"Just remember, if you ever find yourself in a situation like this again, never agree to go with anyone."

Those people didn't seem trustworthy at all. If you had gone with them, it could have turned out terribly." "Never accept a drink that's been out of your sight in a nightclub."

Absorbing their earnest guidance, Freya gazed at them, her eyes softening, as though she viewed them not just as peers but as cherished younger sisters. “I understand," she murmured, her voice laced with genuine appreciation "Thank you"

"You're welcome," they responded, their faces lighting up with gentle, reassuring smiles.

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Chapter 89 Freya's Still In There

With a lingering look, Freya exited the nightclub into the cool evening air.

Her eyes flickered to the large clock mounted above the entrance-it was already eight in the evening.

nightclub was a daunting two-hour drive from her quiet suburban home.

with a clear

off, there was always a catch-an old saying she'd learned to

her unlikely actions and her interactions with Trent were justified. No wonder

taxi but quickly dismissed the idea in favor of the subway. It was not only cheaper but would slash her journey time by half. Resolved, she descended into the

her home, the night had deepened

was abruptly captured by the urgent

fire truck barreled past, heading toward her neighborhood,

fire at this hour," one bystander murmured, anxiety

the hell out

a fire just erupt out of

"Who knows?"

Freya's expression tightened, and her steps grew quicker as she made her

her worst fears were confirmed. Flames hungrily devoured a house below, lapping at the

to be her

calm shattered, she broke into a frantic run

laptop, her phone; it was her marriage certificate

of replacing it. Moreover, with her fragile relationship with Kristian teetering on the edge, the disappearance of their

fire truck had already made its entrance, navigating through the

car, a look of concern etched across his face, while

smoke engulfed building, Gerard turned to his boss and

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another word, Kristian pushed the door open and got out

alcohol clung to him, making his head feel a bit light and unsteady.

One of the doors stayed

door,

smoke this thick, they should definitely know something's

Kristian pulled out his phone with a sense of urgency, thumbing through his contacts to call Freya. Despite his repeated attempts, they all

mail.

Shaw," Gerard ventured cautiously,

a word, Kristian snatched Gerard's phone from his hand and

his

at him-perhaps Freya wa disagreements and was deliberately ignoring his

harboring resentment over

still harboring resentment

same. After numerous tries, there was still no

wave of panic washing over

overshadowed any thoughts about her relationship with Trent. Fueled by concern, he called Trent, pressing him to get in touch with Freya. However, the outcome

did indeed make the call, but there was

Gerard attempted to console him, his voice calm. "Perhaps

"No, she's inside."

strained as he stared at the house now

managed to check the location of Freya's phone; it

dreadful realization dawned on him almost

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