She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 208

Chapter 208 Don't Bottle Everything Up

"Is that so?" Gerard asked, his eyebrows arching in surprise. Without his usual glasses, his features softened, giving him a more congenial appearance.

Melvin maintained his usual composed demeanor. "Indeed."

"Fine," Gerard conceded with a slight nod. He added, his voice tinged with concern, "If you find yourself in a

bad mood later, come and talk to me. It's important not to bottle everything up." "Understood," Melvin responded succinctly, his words as sparse as ever.

He didn't stay much longer, swiftly grabbing his phone and exiting the hotel.

Gerard watched the door close behind Melvin, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Was Melvin under the impression he didn't catch on to his little interrogation?

Choosing not to rise, Gerard massaged his temples, still clouded with sleepiness, and drew the blanket up to

his chin, deciding to get some more rest. After all, Melvin had already taken care of his leave arrangements.

As he settled back against his pillows, his mind replayed the events of the previous night.

Though intoxicated, he wasn't oblivious.

He distinctly remembered Melvin's attempts to coax information from him. Normally, he would have clamped up, divulging nothing.

But this was Melvin, a friend from his younger days.

Moreover, Gerard felt it wasn't right to keep silent about Kristian and Freya's issue. If Melvin inquired, he would share the details. Whether Melvin chose to inform Freya, however, was another matter entirely.

Kristian would have his objections, and if it came to that, Gerard was ready to face them head-on. With these worries brushed aside, he surrendered to a profound slumber.

By the time Melvin reached his office, the clock had struck eleven.

Freya had just finished her work when her eyes landed on him. "Weren't you supposed to be off today?"

Her earlier morning had involved approving Melvin's request for leave.

"It's resolved now," Melvin said, his gaze locking with Freya's, laden with unspoken thoughts.

He wrestled with the thought of telling her the truth.

He might've made a drunken promise to Kristian not to tell Freya, but looking into her eyes now, the guilt

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made lying feel impossible.

in his demeanor. "If you're still feeling the effects of

addressing

was discussed between Kristian and

am just curious." Freya confessed, her honesty unguarded. "Were you unable to learn anything from

Melvin remained tight-lipped.

slightly. "You didn't have to go through the trouble. I've been thinking, and

of Gerard just

kindness and respect. If he'd let something slip while drunk, the blame would fall squarely on him, and she couldn't bear

of him." There was no attempt

blinked, brows lifting in mild

as she studied his face. "You seem... off. Is something

help

of efficiency and emotional control, seemed uncharacteristically hesitant

with your grandpa," Melvin finally said, his words.

a revelation might have irked

it up if

the early days of Anita

was undeniable; if he chose to keep it from her, he likely had a compelling

to, then." Freya's voice was even, betraying no

if their discussion brings any complications, I'm counting

me?" Melvin's voice wavered slightly, a rare break

from his years of unwavering compliance to

would I be upset? You clearly have your reasons," Freya responded, her tone soothing. "And now that you're in the know, should the need arise for me to be

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affirmed with a

to disclose anything

know.

and sharing them would only burden her

her trust in Melvin palpable. "Take a short break before you dive

work."

he had no real

Freya turned her attention elsewhere, Melvin set about

tasks.

delivered the lunch

her phone rang. It was Gerard. She caught Melvin's eye before

"Ms. Briggs."

"It's me."

Melvin back

"Yes, he's here."