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.

was he waking up

already, and clean yourself up,” Kristian instructed briskly, standing near him, dressed impeccably in a tailored black suit, his frigid aura sharper than ever. “After you’re done, come and report what

up, dazed

face, Gerard’s mind spun relentlessly, searching for any clue

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

approached cautiously and spoke

curtly, his attention fully devoted to

awkwardly gripping a glass of milk.

with icy calmness. Then he ruthlessly added, “You only said that I don’t measure

went rigid, his entire body frozen

said I have a philistine

Gerard pleaded, his stomach knotting with dread for the difficult

his breakfast with measured

stood frozen