She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 142

Chapter 142 She Has Nothing To Do With You

Gerard blinked, caught off guard by how little Melvin seemed to care.

"You're aware of my boss's reputation, right?"

Fraught with concern, he couldn't mask the worry etching his voice. He leaned in, dropping his voice to a whisper. "Listen, if he catches wind of you chasing after Ms. Briggs, trust me, he won't let you off easy."

"But they're no longer together, right?" Melvin's response was straightforward, cutting through the caution with a hint of defiance.

"Yes, they've split, but it's not as simple as you think," Gerard replied, struggling to find the right words. He looked earnestly at Melvin, his hands gesturing helplessly. "Just trust me on this one, Melvin. For the sake of your own future, it's better if you back off now."

"I can't do that," Melvin declared, his resolve firm.

"Melvin!" Gerard's voice rose sharply, a note of desperation creeping in.

They're divorced now, which means Freya's officially back on the market," Melvin said firmly, his tone steady and resolute. "And since she's single, I've got every right to go after her."

Gerard gave him a wary look. "My boss wants to patch things up with her."

Melvin scoffed, eyes narrowing, "And why exactly should I give a damn?"

"You know how he is-once he sets his mind on something, he doesn't back down," Gerard noted, trying to sound calm, but his voice carried a warning edge. "If you seriously go after Ms. Briggs, he's got a thousand ways to keep the two of you apart."

Melvin's jaw set stubbornly, his final words ringing with conviction. "I'm not backing down. If your boss has a problem with that, he can come and see me himself."

Gerard hesitated, words catching in his throat as Melvin's retreating figure blended into the shadows of the corridor. The decision loomed heavy over him.

Melvin, stubborn to the core, was a man of unyielding conviction once his mind was made up.

Yet, Gerard's loyalty to his boss tangled him in a knot of indecision.

Trapped between the steadfastness of his friend and the authority of his boss, Gerard wrestled with his conflicting emotions.

After going back and forth in his head a hundred times, he finally yanked out his phone and dialed Kristian's

number.

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His logic was straightforward-since Melvin had no intention of backing down, the only smart move left was to give Kristian a heads-up.

This way, there would be no underhand tactics-just a fair battleground for both of them.

in the office, working late into the night when his

the eye of the document while his

that was far too generous-it was a steal compared to their

looked up, eyes narrowing as he locked his gaze on Chaz and Richie, both standing tensely in front of his desk. "Can someone

of

glanced at the screen-Gerard's name flashed urgently. With a sense of foreboding,

knew Gerard well enough to understand that a call at

Kristian's voice

news," Gerard replied, his voice heavy

simmered. The day had already been marred by a disastrous contract negotiation, and now Gerard's grave tone added to his growing frustration. "Out with it," he

date," Gerard informed after a heavy sigh,

moment, Kristian was sure he'd misheard. A date? The

question

"No."

who?" Kristian pressed, his

Gerard's voice trembled ever so slightly as the name slipped from his lips. Kristian's grip on the phone tightened, his knuckles turning white as images he'd long tried to suppress came flooding back in a relentless tide. He managed to ask through

silence

which made him hesitate. Finally, he asked, with a hint of caution in his voice,

turned colder by the second, the frost in his eyes

was his ex-wife! Why the hell wouldn't he want

know this might rub you the wrong way but I think it's something we need to talk about," Gerard renlied tone earnest, believing deeply that Freya, Melvin, and

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rough edges, Gerard felt that he was just a man who hadn't yet

emotions.

was for Freya

jaw tightened, the vein in his temple twitching. His patience was thinning fast. "Say

Briggs?" Gerard asked, the question slipping out in a resh. Kristian didn't answer right away. His deep eyes gave nothing away, as if they

your feelings for her, then perhaps it's best not

and dangerous as he asked, "What exactly are

you haven't come to terms with your own

ease-showered with love by his family, praised for his academic brilliance, and steadily rising in a

was applauded; in daily life, he was envied. With his striking looks,

proud, a little too used to getting his way, and (frustratingly set

break through these traits, even if he remarried Freya, they wouldn't find happiness together. "Address!" The command came from Kristian in a tone as icy as the winds of the harshest

his resolve was clear-he could not let Freya slip

of their past. Each memory of Freya, no longer his,

unacquainted with true affection, yet

Freya belonged to him-forever

Melvin quietly dining, he

would take for Kristian to reach them. With a reluctant sigh, tempered by a sense of inevitable resignation, he

the address.