She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 137

Chapter 137

Chapter 137 Seeking Hugh's Blessing To Marr...

Kristian was meant to be at his branch office today, wasn't he? So what in the world was he doing at her hom now?

The question gnawed at Freya, growing more insistent with each passing minute. Finally, with a sigh, sh picked up her phone and dialed Hugh's number.

She needed answers. If Kristian's presence was just another mundane business matter, she could dismiss it and not bother heading home. But if it was personal-if it concerned her directly-she would return right away.

The phone rang just as Hugh was in the middle of a discussion with Kristian. Seeing Freya's name flash on the screen, he excused himself and answered the call with a sense of urgency.

But before Hugh could even utter a hello, Freya's anxious voice cut through. "Pretend you're getting a call from your secretary about some urgent work matter."

"What's going on?" Hugh asked, his voice dipping into a carefully moderated business-like tone.

Freya exhaled a silent breath of relief at his quick understanding.

She dove right into the heart of her query, her words clipped with tension. "Is Kristian there with you?"

"Yes," Hugh answered, his voice a mask of neutrality.

He made sure not to even flicker his eyes towards Kristian, fully aware of the young man's sharp perceptiveness.

"Find an excuse to step out onto the balcony. I have some important questions," Freya instructed, her voice steady and clear.

Hugh turned back to Kristian with a practiced ease born of years navigating the tricky waters of business politics. "I need to handle something quickly. Do you mind waiting here for a moment?"

"Go ahead," Kristian responded, his voice smooth and unsuspecting.

Hugh strolled over, composed and collected, giving nothing away.

After he slid the door shut with a soft click, he let out a deep breath, his thoughts swirling with concern for his beloved daughter. "I'm on the balcony now," he murmured into the phone.

"Sheila mentioned Kristian brought quite a few things?" Freya's voice crackled through the speaker, tinged with curiosity.

"Yes." Hugh paused, the word hanging heavily in the air.

"And ...

items of considerable value," he admitted

bring those?" Freya pressed, her confusion evident even

grappled with the decision to divulge the

it-the truth was going to hit

line, her patience a steady

the courage to explain, his voice dropping to a

intake of breath-she was utterly taken aback

she might harbor. "I'll see to it that everything he brought is sent back." "You go ahead and keep talking to him. I'll be back," Freya said, frowning as her mind raced to make sense of Kristian's motives. What on earth

boldness of it left her momentarily

a moment, his brow twitching slightly,

his way back to the study. Kristian was still there, standing rigid in his tailored

to the remark he

regal resonance. "I should have come to see you, my

smirk briefly played on Hugh's lips at Kristian's admission. Where did he get the

I couldn't intervene. But I'll ensure you don't get another chance

demeanor showing a marked

pretend it never happened, Kristian. A man has to live with the

measured and steady. "Everyone's made choices they wish they could take back.

as old memories clawed their

are irreparable, but

doesn't!" Ethel interjected sharply, her voice cutting through the

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gaze locked onto her, his eyes simmering

couldn't shake the suspicion that Kristian harbored

closed book," Ethel declared firmly, her voice echoing with resolve. "Ever since you abandoned my sister for what you called your ex, there's been no

idea of exes disrupting

was mistaken," Kristian admitted, his tone firm but

his dislike for

yet her

a sudden impulse, queried, "Do you genuinely wish to reconcile with

line of questioning. What

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