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.

at the courthouse across the street. She pulled out the car key, intending to

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Their

moment, Kristian's hand shot out,

though she were

who you really are now?" Kristian's dark eyes searched hers, the intensity of his grip increasing. "And

just for a

the words left her lips almost reluctantly. "I'll

furrowed, a note of frustration creeping into

grasp. "Hurry up, or the

his empty hand, memories flooding back-like a

merely mentioned the pain he was causing her, but she hadn't fought him

Freya had already

headed to

hour, the paperwork was

if he were drifting in a dream, as if a significant part of

saying no. But he knew that if he did, Freya would vanish without a trace, leaving Jeucwell without a word, and he would never see

he nodded, signed the papers, and

PM, Kristian and Freya walked out of the

moment, this transition, were too vast to grasp fully. It wasn't unusual, though. Kristian had

on the message Trent had just sent her, she said

and

with nothing but

catch up and called out, "Let me give you a ride back. It's hard to get a cab around

to pick me

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

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watching her approach the car. But then, without warning, he yanked her back by the

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

here?" Kristian's voice was sharp, almost

imagining that Trent had been waiting for

mere thought sent a wave of anger surging

else?" Freya snapped, wrenching herself free

hadn't told him that she and Trent were leaving for Alerith today because she knew what he would assume that she was going to

from reading too much into things. She and Trent had nothing to

sign of what he feared. But Freya's