She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 310:

Kristian’s grip on his wine glass grew chillingly tight.

Oblivious to the looming storm, Gerard continued, “Mr. Seymour—he’s always so gentle and patient with Ms. Briggs, always eager to see things from her angle. That, I think, is the very essence of true love.”

Kristian remained silent, his response unreadable.

Frozen in the cool air, he rose, setting his wine glass on the table with a soft clink, casting a final, indifferent glance at the figure sprawled on the sofa.

Seizing the only blanket from the sofa, Kristian ascended the stairs with a dismissive, frosty air, leaving Gerard behind without a second look.

Come morning, Gerard awoke, curled up on the sofa, the chill of the room biting at his skin.

Struggling to piece together the fragmented memories of the night before, his mind drew a blank after drinking with Kristian.

why was he

a tailored black suit, his frigid aura sharper than ever. “After you’re done,

sat up, dazed

cold water on his face, Gerard’s mind spun relentlessly, searching for any clue about how he had possibly

he’d never made Gerard sleep on the sofa before—last night had

freshening up, Gerard approached cautiously and spoke up. “Did I do

Kristian answered curtly, his attention fully devoted to his breakfast, an indifferent chill radiating

hesitated, awkwardly gripping a glass of

repeated flatly, lifting his eyes with icy calmness. Then he ruthlessly

rigid, his entire

said I have a philistine nature,” Kristian

for the difficult days looming ahead. “I truly believe you and Ms. Briggs belong

breakfast with measured calm. “Yet you

stood frozen in