She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Can Anyone

Ever Take Mina's Place I...

"Are we still going for dinner later?" Gerard asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

In his view, Kristian, who had once deeply hurt Alan's cousin, should feel the weight of this dinner invitation like a trap set by fate. It could be akin to walking into the lion's den.

When Kristian finally spoke, his gaze was a turbulent sea of emotions, barely veiled beneath a calm exterior. "Why not?" he replied, his voice steady.

Despite knowing he was stepping into hostile territory, where Alan's grudge simmered just below the surface, Kristian had compelling reasons to face this ordeal.

Alan wasn't just anyone; he was a relative of Freya, the one person Kristian couldn't risk upsetting.

Half an hour later, Alan's secretary finalized the dinner arrangements and escorted Kristian to the restaurant.

Freya stood quietly by the doorway, her eyes following them as they disappeared into the distance.

As the day dwindled into evening, Freya's plans took an unexpected turn. Just as she was preparing to leave for home, her phone rang. It was Winslow Alvarez, her maternal grandfather, inviting her to visit.

Winslow, a man of profound influence and complex history, had always cast a long shadow over her life.

Ever since they were kids, he had shown nothing but kindness to both her and Ethel-always patient, always attentive, like a doting grandfather you'd see in storybooks. If she hadn't uncovered the truth-that he had once pressured her mother into a cold, loveless arranged marriage-she would have continued holding onto the image of him as a warm, gentle elder who meant no harm.

With a brief message to Ethel informing her of the change in plans, Freya was picked up by a driver sent personally by Winslow.

When she finally got there, the sky had already turned a deep shade of indigo-it was seven in the evening. Their evening unfolded in the familiar, intimate setting of Winslow's dining room, where history and present mingled over a quiet meal shared between just the two of them.

When the meal had ended, Winslow invited her for a stroll through the garden, his hands clasped behind his back as he walked at an unhurried pace.

Freya could tell he wasn't just out for fresh air-he had something on his mind.

As they wandered along, Winslow, well into his eighties, broke the silence, his voice gentle and infused with warmth. "I heard you've been away from Alerith these past two years, living in Jeucwell and getting married?" His eyes, crinkled at the corners, conveyed genuine curiosity and concern.

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Freya responded openly, her tone light and unguarded, "Yes, that's right."

"And how did he treat you?" Winslow inquired, his expression softening.

"Not bad," Freya replied succinctly.

"Not bad, yet you divorced him?" Winslow probed further, his eyebrows arching slightly.

"We just weren't a good match," Freya explained, her voice tinged with a hint of melancholy.

was lined with softly swaying flowers, mirroring the ebb and flow of

He respected her privacy and didn't

has a grandson who's the right age to settle down." His voice carried a hint of amusement. "According to him, the

slightly as realization

him," Winslow remarked, turning

do you think? Are you open

Freya replied, her tone firm and

being matched up by someone else-it grated against her sense

with a gentle chuckle, his affection for her evident in his warm smile. "Don't worry, I've already

a flicker of surprise crossing her

"You know, if I were younger, I might

to a question she yearned to ask-why he had coerced her mother into an arranged marriage all those years ago. Yet, she hesitated, knowing that

serene pond. His voice carried a weight of age and regret. "I

a beat as

her into that marriage with your father, maybe she

clear in his

mistake." His words hung heavily between

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past two years, ever since the day Anita Alvarez-his daughter-drew her final breath, he had been haunted by a relentless ache of regret, gnawing at him every single day over the choice he

into his bones that he firfally understood- some things he once thought mattered, really didn't.

with honesty and hesitation, unsure if her words would bring comfort or stir deeper pain. "She told Sheila and me one thing... She said we made her happy. Just having

never following a straight line-each choice carving out a new path, a

road they took was the right one, or just the

whether Anita

left this world, she did so with a quiet peace-no bitterness, no regrets in her

sigh echoing a release of two years' worth of pent- up emotions,

marriage for you soon," he said, a note of caution in his voice. "If you need any help navigating that,

"Alright," Freya responded calmly.

particularly concerned about

and the Briggs Group wasn't in

one could force

staunchly

called out, seeking her

replied, turning towards

what, remember that I will always

Winslow declared, his voice laden

and was resolute in

repeat itself with Freya.

him down. "Alright,"

she ended up staying

drunk elsewhere-so drunk, in fact, that they somehow became fast friends over the course of

a dimly lit private room, Gerard and Toby sat rigidly, backs straight as boards, barely daring to

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