She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 296

Chapter 296 Don't Push

Your Luck

When Freya caught sight of Ethel clutching a baseball bat, glaring daggers at Kristian, she froze in disbelief. "Sheila, what on earth are you doing..."

Ethel flinched, clearly caught off guard. On instinct, she whipped the bat behind her back, stammering, "N-no, it's nothing. Really."

Right then, she began to suspect this was all a carefully laid trap by Kristian, just so Freya would barge in and

assume she was about to take a swing at him. How utterly infuriating!

"She was just showing me how to protect myself in case a stranger breaks in," Kristian piped up, feigning

innocence with those wide, guileless eyes.

Ethel blinked, momentarily at a loss for words.

Freya stepped closer, her voice gentle. "Even if I'm out for work, the bodyguards

will always be around to look after you. You'll never be left alone."

"Thank you." Kristian's tone softened with her. "Freya," he said, glancing up at her.

"Yeah?" she answered, meeting his gaze.

"Can I still think of you as my elder sister?"

Freya looked puzzled, not responding right away.

"Sheila said it's not proper for me to treat you like that, but... I want to. I don't want to think of you as my

aunt."

He didn't voice the rest, but something in his expression told Ethel that she wouldn't like what was left unsaid.

Freya didn't seem to mind. "That's fine."

Watching things escalate far too quickly for her liking, Ethel interjected, "Now he's just like a kid, you are too

old to be his sister."

"Then how should he call me?" Freya asked sincerely.

"I suggested ‘aunt'," Ethel muttered after clearing her throat.

Freya gave her a look. "Seriously?"

"Think about it," Ethel pressed, not backing down. "If he keeps regarding you as his sister, once he recovers, he'll look back and think it was all sweet and touching." She was determined to put a stop to the whole idea. "But if he treats you as his aunt now, once he's back to normal, he'll be mortified."

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thought of him calling his ex-wife

catching in her throat. She couldn't explain it, but she had this strong gut feeling Kristian would

no way his mind wouldn't bounce back just as quickly. She didn't know why she believed it, but she

of me however he likes," Freya said lightly. "It makes no

"Alright."

"You silly girl."

and tousled her

scene with sparkling

tilted his head forward, clearly angling for

Freya blinked.

equally baffled, stared at

could figure out what he

always the first to speak, narrowed her eyes. "What are you

He pressed his lips together and simply looked up at Freya, waiting patiently for that pat on

tension filled the

clicked-and an edge of jealousy slipped into her tone. "You want my sister to pat your

that okay?" Kristian asked softly, his voice as delicate

and tone were so utterly transformed.

at fate's odd

tightly to Freya's arm, clearly refusing to yield. "Don't push your

right now..." Freya murmured, coughing

only three. If you pat his head, I'll cry!" Kristian might've been Freya's ex-husband, but now he was like a clingy child vying for her affection. Ethel wasn't about to let him win. Freya chuckled and ruffled Ethel's hair again, her eyes softening into a smile. Some things never changed. Ethel was still irresistibly

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moment he saw Freya's

back, unwilling to let

Freya's happy, I'm happy, too,” Kristian

paused, staring at the earnest, innocent face before her. Her cheeks suddenly grew warm,

But right now, he was like a five-year-old boy...

both like children. "If you want snacks, call

watch TV, go ahead. I've got work

"Okay," Kristian responded sweetly.

and headed off to the study, Ethel

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