She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 184

Chapter 184 You Don't

Stand A Chance

Freya shot Kristian a sharp look.

She really wanted to snap at him. But in the end, she clamped her mouth shut and turned toward the window, shutting off everything about him like flipping a mental switch.

The ride rolled on in a thick, weighty silence.

Kristian pulled up and dropped her off at the hotel where she was staying.

Freya stepped out of the car with swift resolve, not sparing him a single glance as she strode toward the

entrance.

Kristian stayed put for a while, watching her until she disappeared into the building before he finally drove away.

He made his way back to Lionel's birthday banquet.

The moment he stepped into the hotel lobby, he spotted Cyril lounging in the same chair as before.

Catching sight of him, Cyril stood up at once and came over, his eyes flicking behind Kristian, scanning for Freya. Not seeing her, he asked, "Kristian, where's Freya? Didn't she come back with you?"

Kristian paused mid-stride, his expression darkening like a storm rolling in.

Cyril shifted on his feet, unsettled by the weight of that stare. "Wh-what's wrong?"

"Do you have a crush on her?" Kristian asked, his height adding to the pressure of his presence, which felt as suffocating as it was intense.

Cyril scratched his head awkwardly, like a kid caught with a schoolyard crush. "Well... yeah, a little. She's beautiful, sweet, and just... has this great vibe."

Kristian ran his fingers along the edge of his phone, tension radiating off him.

"Do you even know who she is?" His voice dropped lower, cold and tight, frustration curling through his chest. Cyril blinked in confusion. "Huh?"

"She's my ex-wife." The words sliced clean through the air, his tone laced with a warning-Freya wasn't up for grabs

But Cyril, being who he was, rarely picked up on subtle messages or heavy undertones.

a beat, "Don't worry, I'll

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glacial. Was this guy seriously this

my dad and the others. I'll treat her right," Cyril added, mistaking Kristian's intensity for concern over his

too many women," Kristian said

terrified of losing his shot. "I swear, I've only ever put an arm around

the kind of guy who slept around; in fact, he was still

locked onto him,

you don't

who are steady and mature," Kristian added,

message loud and

Cyril was

she likes mature guys now because she hasn't seen how fun someone younger can be." He flashed a smile, a dimple forming on his cheek. "Don't worry, Kristian. I'm not backing down

in his chest, demanding to be let

stared at Cyril, his tone razor-sharp. "Is

"Yes."

even know

Cyril's whole body stiffened.

hesitated before asking,

"Yes," moving

you," Cyril

a little hopeful. "If you couldn't keep her, Trent probably won't either. That means I've

they were gone now-his coldness was no longer subtle. He stepped forward, his presence swallowing the space between them. "And what if I'm your rival?" Cyril froze, the air catching in his throat as his heart

still think you've got a chance?" Kristian's voice was

waver.

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already divorced him-that technically meant he'd

who'd already failed shouldn't even

stuck. Kristian's aura was too

make myself clear earlier," Kristian said, his tone colder than ever.

of that stare, especially with

there was no room for debate in his voice. "You don't

hope Cyril had left was crumbling fast.

you can ask him," Kristian cut in, clearly done with the conversation. Then came the final blow.