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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What an absolute brute. It hurt like hell.

her against the corridor

in sight, and the distance from the main hall meant no one would hear even if

with you?" Freya scowled, wincing as her

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

after everything, he owed Freya an apology-he should go along

he treated her right or not, she would still rather talk to some stranger like Cyril

up, she'd never agree to remarry

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

Kristian faltered.

on, "As my ex-husband?

again?" Kristian asked, his voice dropping to a low,

silent. He really was

waste another minute in his

answered my question," Kristian said stubbornly,

coolly, her patience nearly gone. "And if you don't move, I won't hold

was deserted,

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

Kristian challenged, his

but he

beat, she lifted her leg to kick him, but he

here," Freya warned, always one to respect her elders. "You'd better know

already somewhere else," Kristian said, knowing she wasn't that

it meant arguing. Even if it meant fighting. He needed there to be something-anything-between them. Freya looked at him like he was some kind of

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before the

touch with her anymore," Kristian muttered, his voice clipped, his

back just for you, if the terminal illness thing was actually true," Freya retorted. "wouldn't you already be hitched to

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

Freya didn't respond.

bear being near someone

fathom how someone like him had been raised by

kind as Isaac, Melinda, and

use continuing this conversation," she said flatly, done with the whole mess. "I have

she needed to catch,

she still hadn't figured out why that man had chosen Kristian as a

can make things right for what happened before," Kristian offered, clutching her arm, his tall frame radiating an intense, heavy presence. "You don't have

Freya interrupted