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.

her

from the main hall meant

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

that boyish Cyril?" Kristian snapped, irritation bubbling beneath

owed Freya an apology-he should go along with her wishes, stop pushing

right or not, she would still

this kept up, she'd never agree to

or dislike has nothing to do with you," Freya shot back, completely fed up. "And in

Kristian faltered.

pressed on, "As my ex-husband? Or someone hoping to

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

silent. He really

didn't want to waste another minute in his presence.

Kristian said stubbornly, his eyes

her patience nearly gone. "And

was deserted,

have been ideal for a fight, but that didn't mean she wouldn't throw down if

me," Kristian challenged,

but he caught her hand in a

to kick him, but he pivoted, dodging

warned, always one

talk like you're on some moral high ground, just to hide the fact that your heart's already somewhere else," Kristian said, knowing she wasn't that kind of woman-but that didn't mean he wanted to let

He needed there to be something-anything-between them. Freya looked at him like he was some kind of idiot and shot back, "Even if I have changed my heart,

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start seeing someone else before the divorce

not in touch with her anymore," Kristian muttered, his

If she'd come back just for you, if the terminal illness thing was actually true," Freya retorted. "wouldn't

depth of her words settling into his features. And then

Freya didn't respond.

couldn't bear being near someone

how someone like him had been raised by

kind as Isaac,

with the whole mess. "I have nothing left

to catch, she would've cut

even now, she still hadn't figured out why that

happened before," Kristian offered, clutching her arm, his tall frame radiating an intense, heavy presence. "You don't have to carry that

Freya interrupted him