She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 188

Chapter 188 Stop Wasting Your Time

Kristian's frosty stare landed squarely on Freya's face the moment those words left her lips, his expression laced with undisguised disbelief. "Really?"

Freya, ever the aesthete, had always held a deep appreciation for good-looking people.

And Kristian knew that better than anyone.

"What's there to doubt? Haven't you heard the saying?" she asked, her voice unbothered, her eyes slowly drifting toward him.

Kristian didn't say a word. He simply stared at her, as though bracing himself for whatever warped reasoning she was about to throw at him.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," Freya said plainly, her features softening into something sincere. "As long as I like someone, I'll find them attractive no matter how they look."

"Do you actually believe that?" Kristian asked, dragging the words out with quiet skepticism.

Freya met his gaze and responded without a flicker of hesitation. "Why wouldn't I believe my own words?" Freya

With that single line, something shifted between them-something strange, tense, and undefined.

A memory flitted through Kristian's mind-Freya once asking him, "Did you not believe anything I said?"

"Can we exchange contacts?" Cyril asked then, mustering his courage, still visibly uneasy in Kristian's presence. "So we can keep in touch when we're back in Alerith."

"Sure," Freya said, already reaching into her purse for her phone.

Kristian quietly moved between them, standing directly in front of Cyril. "Eaton is calling you. Shouldn't you head over?"

Cyril blinked in confusion. He turned his head on instinct, only to see no one there.

“Eaton didn't call me..." he began, but Kristian had already whisked Freya away.

It dawned on Cyril then-Kristian wasn't just being protective. Kristian genuinely didn't want him anywhere near Freya

Kristian held Freya's hand openly, guiding her across the hotel lobby into a quiet side corridor tucked away from the crowd

Freya tugged against his grip, but his hold was unrelenting, his fingers clamped so tightly around hers it felt like they might snap her bones. If it hadn't been Lionel's grand birthday celebration, she might've lost it right then and there.

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Chapter 188 Stop Wasting Your Time

What an absolute brute. It hurt like hell.

thud, Kristian shoved her against

distance from the main hall meant no one would hear

with you?" Freya scowled, wincing as her back throbbed

you really like that boyish Cyril?" Kristian snapped, irritation bubbling

convinced himself that after everything, he owed Freya an apology-he should

now-he had miscalculated. Whether he treated her right or not, she would still rather talk to some stranger like Cyril than

this kept up, she'd

like or dislike has nothing to do with you," Freya shot back,

Kristian faltered.

ex-husband? Or someone

you say you wouldn't speak to me again?" Kristian asked, his voice dropping to a

stayed silent. He really was

want to waste another minute in his presence. "Step

said stubbornly, his

you an answer," Freya said coolly, her patience nearly gone. "And if you don't

place was

a fight, but that didn't mean she wouldn't throw down

Kristian challenged,

but he

beat, she lifted her leg to kick

don't want to cause a scene here," Freya warned, always one to respect her elders. "You'd

heart's already somewhere else," Kristian said, knowing she wasn't that kind of woman-but that

Freya looked at him like he was some kind of

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else before the

her anymore," Kristian

only because she doesn't want you. If she'd come back just for you, if the terminal illness thing was actually true," Freya

brows knit together, the depth of her words settling into his features. And then he asked, "Does

Freya didn't respond.

truly couldn't bear being near someone so

fathom how someone like him

kind as Isaac,

with the whole mess. "I

the man she needed to catch, she would've cut

hadn't figured out why that man

her arm, his tall frame

Freya interrupted