She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 200

Chapter 200 Turned The

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Kristian had picked up on the silence-Freya still hadn't answered any of his messages. His fingers hovered uncertainly above the keyboard, drumming against the keys as a tangled mess of emotions stirred inside him At last, he typed out another message and hit send. "Once this whole situation is handled, if you still want nothing to do with me, I'll stop bothering you."

The past few days had given him a reality check.

Whether he still loved Freya or regretted the choices that had pulled them apart, if she genuinely didn't want him around anymore, then he had no right to impose.

Freya stared at his message for what felt like an eternity before finally typing a single "Okay" in response.

Seeing her reply hit him with a surge of feelings he couldn't quite name.

Sometimes, he even questioned whether she had ever loved him at all. If she had, why had she remained so perfectly composed since the divorce, so untouched by sorrow?

It was as if none of it had ever mattered to her in the first place.

Over the following two days, Kristian kept sending flowers. And each time, Freya calmly told her assistant to

toss them out.

Ashley had mentioned to that man that Kristian was chasing after Freya again, but she'd left out the part where Freya might still feel something for him. Freya saw no reason to accept the flowers.

Three days slipped by before she even noticed.

The day of the event her grandfather had insisted she attend had finally arrived.

She made no effort to glam herself up-just wore her usual, effortless outfit. Her hair flowed freely down her back, revealing her smooth, luminous forehead.

The gathering was set to begin at four. After wrapping up her work, Freya stepped into the car her grandfather had arranged, complete with a personal driver to ensure she wouldn't skip out.

When she arrived, her entrance barely registered with anyone.

The place was filled with music, drinks, and laughter.

She scanned the room with a quick, quiet glance-roughly a dozen guests, men and women alike, were chatting in cozy clusters, clearly enjoying themselves.

She found the most inconspicuous spot she could and slipped into a seat, steeling herself for what promised to be a long, exhausting evening.

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barely settled in when Vivien's overly sweet and slightly shrill voice cut through the room, instantly turning heads. "Freya! There you are! I've been looking

opened her eyes to see Vivien standing in front of her, dressed to the

go over there." Vivien reached for her arm, eyes gleaming with something a little too

dropped to the hand

concern. "I just figured you might be bored all alone over here, so I thought I'd

that? Don't think I've seen

just show up

do you

in the room

the past couple of years, Vivien had used her ties

the inner

friends, Freya rarely associated with anyone.

light shrug, her gaze flickering. "She's not really into events like this.

for the others to draw their own conclusions- clearly, Freya was just some outsider

pretty much took it

then why come? Why act like she's too good for everyone?" "Just ignore her. Let's go have

grandpa told me to keep an eye on her. If I ditch her, he might get mad," Vivien added, her voice soaked

sided with Vivien. "If Miguel

"Exactly!"

"Come on, let's go!"

away, leaving Freya alone

been one to worry about what people said behind

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different. She might not have mingled with these socialites before, but she'd done her research. Every single one of them-aside from Vivien-came from an influential family and was adored

she deeply cared about what

her sister.

managed to smear her image

the truth eventually came out, all anyone would remember was that Ethel's sister had

attitude.

a word, another voice

she ended up bumping into two people who actually knew her at the

over, radiant and relaxed. "I thought I was seeing things. What are

turned

member of the Russell

Freya with such warmth and familiarity left the

room frozen in confusion.

"Norah, who's that?"

"You know her too?"