She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 301 Come Pick Me Up Now

"Don't bother, then," Kristian said stiffly, his eyes clouded darker than a stormy sea, nearly impossible to read. When he realized Freya truly hadn't made the call, he turned on his heel and disappeared back into his room, shutting himself away without so much as a glance back.

Freya couldn't help but wonder at his reaction. She itched to grab her phone and fire off a message to Isaac, asking what on earth he had said to him, but just as her fingers hovered over the screen, Isaac's name flashed across it, calling her instead.

"Kristian went back to his room, didn't he?" Isaac wasted no time, his voice cutting straight to the heart of it.

"He did!" Freya cast a wary glance around the living room. For a split second, she genuinely wondered if Isaac had bugged the place.

"I'll swing by to see him after the company's annual party in a couple of days,” Isaac told her, voice steady. "He's really not the same kid he used to be."

Freya agreed easily, "Alright. Just let me know when you're coming and I'll send someone to pick you up."

"Okay."

As soon as the call ended, Freya's heart began to stir with unease.

If this were truly just a case of simple amnesia, maybe, like Lawrence had said, Kristian would heal with time. Maybe one morning he'd wake up and be the man he once was.

But right now, the Kristian in her place felt so wrong.

She had been planning to meet Lawrence the next day, but work obligations tied her hands, and with the company's annual party and a masked party later that evening, she had no choice but to postpone it.

The next morning, Kristian rose early, determined to make breakfast.

However, he was met with an unexpected obstacle-the kitchen door was firmly locked.

He stood there, frowning at the door, trying the handle again and again, but it wouldn't budge.

The rattling sounds roused Freya from sleep. Just like the day before, she shuffled out in her pajamas, her hair

rumpled halo around her head. "The door's locked."

Kristian froze at the sound of her voice. Instinctively, he turned and looked back at her.

"Your hands still haven't healed," Freya said, her voice thick with sleep. "Be good and go back to bed. I've already ordered breakfast-you won't go hungry."

"Is it because you don't like my cooking?" Kristian mumbled, his head drooping low.

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"No, I'm just afraid you'll hurt your hands even worse," Freya replied gently. Kristian lifted his gaze slowly, his eyes searching her face as if asking, “Really?"

"I have to leave for work later. You stay here with Sheila," Freya continued, trying to soothe him. "If you want anything or need anything, just tell her. She'll call the bodyguard for you."

"Can I go to the office with you?" Kristian asked, voice small and hopeful.

"No, you can't," Freya refused right away, not missing a beat. "Given your situation, if you show up, people will

start talking"

The situation with Kristian was still being kept tightly under wraps; the media hadn't gotten a whiff of it yet.

impossible to hide the truth. His demeanor, his childlike mannerisms-they would give everything

thing she needed now

his disappointment

Go back to

reluctant glance her way, Kristian eventually shuffled

room.

her words, he picked up the phone Lawrence had given him and found Lawrence's number to call.

he groggily opened one eye, squinting at the screen. Seeing Kristian's caller ID, he swiped to answer

you know what happened between me and Freya?" Kristian asked,

you

"Everything."

without hesitation. "But your assistant probably does. He's been glued to your side almost

murmured,

perked up a little, more awake now.

he wanted to remember. He just couldn't untangle the web of what had truly happened

he'd believed everything Freya

deep down, his instincts screamed that Freya's younger sister genuinely disliked him. And it wasn't

ask Gerard," Lawrence said bluntly. He really didn't know much himself; even the things he'd told Freya before had been things Kristian had

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gotten what he needed, Kristian hung up

offense. He set his phone back

his boss at five in the morning made his heart leap in excitement. He was thrilled that his boss had gotten

of ice water had been dumped over his head. Every bit of his excitement

much do you know about what happened between

past with Ms.

"Yeah."

answered honestly. "From when you two got married until

the whole time."

me up now," Kristian

his head in confusion. Somehow, Kristian

than he

to Freya's place. Given Kristian's current childlike mindset, he made sure

up?" "Yes," Gerard replied, just as bewildered. "Maybe he wants to ask me about the past between you two. When he called, he asked

was Kristian suddenly so interested in

to come over now?" Gerard

fine," Freya said after a

later,

went to fetch Freya,

was here to take

hadn't just been on the phone. Putting on an act, Freya asked with feigned

smoothly, flashing

her gaze

his little act, Kristian tugged at her sleeve and muttered softly, "Freya... I don't want

immediately smell something

choked on his own tongue. Kristian really had

these days, playing the

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take offense. He set his phone back on the nightstand and drifted

for Gerard, getting a call from his boss at five in the morning