She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 402:

Upon hearing the question, Ashley quickly turned to the café counter and asked for a pen and some paper. Once they handed it over, she sat back down and started sketching in front of Freya.

Even after all the time she’d spent with him, not once had she taken a photo—she never had the courage to. The thought alone had felt too risky.

But his face was etched into her memory, like a mark she could never erase.

After ten tense minutes, a rough but recognizable sketch began to take shape beneath Ashley’s pencil.

Freya’s eyes narrowed, a shadow crossing her expression as she stared at the all-too-familiar face on the paper. Her expression turned icy. Lifting a finger, she tapped the sketch right between the man’s brows. “Does he have a scar here? About three centimeters long?”

Ashley’s hand stalled midair, the pencil hovering just above the paper. Her eyes widened in shock, pupils shrinking. “How—how could you possibly know that?”

Freya’s expression shifted in an instant—cool and serious, like a switch had flipped.

and brought up a hidden photo. She turned the screen toward Ashley. “Is

throat. Her eyes locked onto the image—his face, so familiar it could

this photo? How did she even know who he was? Nothing about this made

again, Freya cut in with a question that came out of nowhere. “Do

struggling to process everything. “What?” she muttered, completely

new favorite is

get close to Kristian, and suggest that I should take your place.” Freya’s words landed like a cold slap, jolting Ashley

Ashley stammered, her voice trembling with a

“I do.”

pressed on, a desperate edge

yearn to live in peace with your grandmother and younger brother?”

not long for that kind of life? She clung to that thought, repeating