She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 119

Chapter 119 Their Divorce

Was Official

Freya remained unwavering in her response. "Okay."

The moment the word escaped her lips, Kristian's grip on the folder tightened like

a vice. He couldn't quite name the emotions bubbling within him. It felt as though something vital was slipping from his grasp, destined

to vanish forever.

"Freya," he called her name, his voice laced with an unfamiliar softness.

Freya paused, halting at the traffic light. Her gaze remained tranquil and composed. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry for what happened before," Kristian began, his voice surprisingly steady, as though he hadn't expected the words to leave his mouth. "I'll find out who attacked you and who set you up at the hotel."

"There's no need," Freya replied, her tone indifferent. "The past will be erased once we're officially divorced." She didn't linger on what had already passed. Whether it was past wounds or fleeting moments of tenderness, they would all remain in the past once the divorce was finalized.

"If you ever find yourself in trouble again, you can come to me," Kristian offered, his voice still holding a trace of hope.

Freya's response was calm and unchanging. "There's no need."

Kristian fell into silence. Was she making it clear that she wanted to sever every connection between them? If a child were involved, would that soften her resolve? Would she stay for their sake?

As these thoughts swirled in his mind, a pang of frustration flickered within him- directed squarely at Felipe. Why hadn't Farrah divorced him?

"Once you're in Alerith, keep Farrah hidden," Kristian suddenly said. "Felipe already knows she's there."

Freya faltered for a moment. Why had the conversation shifted to Farrah?

She didn't think much of it, nor did she suspect Kristian was trying to manipulate her. She answered with a quiet confidence, "Alerith is a big city; he'll never find her."

Kristian didn't speak further.

Her confidence intrigued him. Was she relying on her own skills, on Trent's connections, or perhaps the influence of the Briggs family?

As he mulled over these questions, his gaze lingered on her, studying her more carefully than before.

her voice steady as she parked the car and glanced at the courthouse across the street. She

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hand shot

as though

who you really are now?" Kristian's dark eyes searched hers,

gaze flickered, just for

him, but the words left her

Kristian's brow furrowed, a note of frustration creeping into his

"Hurry up, or the staff will be off work soon."

at his empty hand, memories flooding back-like

he was causing her, but she hadn't fought him off.

had

headed to

hour, the paperwork was completed, and their divorce

as if he were drifting in a dream, as if a

he knew that if he did, Freya would vanish without a trace, leaving Jeucwell without a

and just like that, they

and Freya walked out of

this transition, were too vast to grasp fully. It wasn't unusual, though. Kristian had been her first love, and now, her ex-husband.

Trent had just sent

and unwavering as

walked away with determination, leaving him with nothing but the silhouette of her

and called out, "Let me give you a ride back. It's hard

someone is coming to pick me up,” Freya replied just as

front of her, rolled down the window, and called, "Mina, hop in." "Okay," Freya responded,

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car. But then, without

stumbled from the sudden motion, irritation flashing in her eyes. "What are you

Kristian's voice was sharp,

that Trent had been waiting for

Freya. The mere

Why else?" Freya snapped, wrenching herself free from his

leaving for Alerith today because she knew what he would assume that she was going

prevent Kristian from reading too much into things.

her face, trying to find any sign of what he feared. But Freya's expression remained cool