She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 139

Chapter 139 They Could Just Fake It

Kristian surged to his feet, his frustration erupting like a dormant volcano.

He did exactly what Liam had told him to, but Freya still refused to change her mind.

Freya trailed after him in silence.

Downstairs, Hugh and Ethel sat tensely, their nerves strung tight with anticipation. Both were on edge, fearing that the situation upstairs might spiral into a heated argument-or worse, an outright confrontation.

Seconds stretched into minutes as they waited, the quiet around them growing heavier.

Then, at last, the sound of footsteps echoed down the stairs.

Hugh and Ethel snapped their heads up, their eyes wide. The cold aura enveloping Kristian was palpable, even more biting than before. It was clear- whatever conversation had happened upstairs hadn't gone well.

"Mr. Briggs," Kristian said abruptly, stopping in the middle of the living room.

Hugh turned his head on instinct, ready to answer, but then paused. He quickly recalled Freya's hostile stance toward Kristian and decided to play it safe-he acted like he hadn't heard a thing.

Kristian's eyes narrowed, perceptive enough to see right through Hugh's facade.

Unperturbed, he continued, his voice steady and deliberate, "I've just arrived in Alerith today and haven't found a place to stay. Would it be too much trouble to ask if I could stay here for the night?"

All three of them stared in disbelief, completely thrown off by Kristian's bold request.

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"Mina and Sheila are young women; it's simply improper to have a man in the house overnight,” Hugh finally blurted out, his voice shaking slightly with anger. “I must insist you look elsewhere."

Kristian simply gave a small nod. "Alright then," he said calmly.

Without another word, he turned to leave.

Before his divorce, he had never delved into Freya's family or her connections, never stepping foot in Hugh's

home.

Now, despite their separation, he felt a strange pull to bridge the gap he had ignored for so long.

Hugh stood by the doorway, frowning as he watched Kristian disappear into the night. That was it? He left that easily? Was he really that compliant?

Snapping back to the present, he caught the intense gazes of Freya and Ethel fixed on him.

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declared, her lips curling into a pout as she launched into her grievances

neatly stacked gifts with a discernible scowl,

about making

plan. No sooner had he climbed into the car than he

"What should we do with these now?" Freya's response was as serene as the quiet before a storm. "Once he's settled in Alerith, we can send them to his

a quiet nod, his voice

the nod and

cracked the

shoulder with

Hugh asked carefully, searching her expression.

didn't want her getting hurt all over again. “What do you

Freya

six months, whatever tenderness she'd once felt

nothing left in her

worry deepened. He turned to Ethel, seeking confirmation. "Do you think she

as she replied, "She really doesn't like him." "Why do you say that?"

hesitation, her voice laced with the pure, earnest honesty only someone young and untainted could

been refreshingly blunt. If she liked someone, she'd say it without batting an eye; if she didn't, she wouldn't sugarcoat her feelings. Pretending or playing games

shows up again?" Hugh asked, anxiety tightening his brows. "He's not the type to just

Ethel said, her expression sincere. "As long as there's a sliver of a chance, he'll

back off

worry deepened, his thoughts consumed with concern for Freya.

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relationships right now," he said, frowning

love-had left scars too deep to ignore.

wouldn't be eager to date

steps ahead, her eyes gleaming with inspiration. "Who says they have to actually be together?" she said, excitement bubbling in her tone. "Isn't Trent pretty close with her? They could

a spark of realization flickering in them. Why

also mulling over the same

nature, once he showed up, it

some other way to get

hated having her peace disrupted like this, but dodging him altogether felt like a lost cause. All she ever wanted was a

on her mind, she picked up her phone and

his voice cautious as he inquired, "Sir, how did things go with Ms. Briggs's