She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 472:

Freya tugged against his grip, but his hold was unrelenting, his fingers clamped so tightly around hers it felt like they might snap her bones. If it hadn’t been Lionel’s grand birthday celebration, she might’ve lost it right then and there.

What an absolute brute. It hurt like hell.

With a heavy thud, Kristian shoved her against the corridor wall, boxing her in.

There wasn’t a soul in sight, and the distance from the main hall meant no one would hear even if things escalated.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Freya scowled, wincing as her back throbbed from the impact.

“Do you really like that boyish Cyril?” Kristian snapped, irritation bubbling beneath his calm facade.

He had convinced himself that after everything, he owed Freya an apology—he should go along with her wishes, stop pushing her.

right or not, she would still rather talk to some stranger like Cyril than

kept up, she’d never agree

like or dislike has nothing to do with you,” Freya shot back, completely fed up. “And in what role are

ex-husband?

say you wouldn’t speak to me again?” Kristian asked,

stayed silent. He really was

to waste another minute in his presence. “Step

answered my question,” Kristian said stubbornly, his eyes fixed

owe you an answer,” Freya said coolly, her patience nearly gone. “And if you don’t move, I won’t hold back.” The place

have been ideal for a fight, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t throw down if she

Kristian challenged, his

in a flash. Without missing a beat, she lifted her

a scene here,” Freya warned, always one

the fact that your heart’s already somewhere else,” Kristian said, knowing she wasn’t that kind of woman—but that didn’t