She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 477:

Divorce hadn’t even crossed Felipe’s mind. Freya’s words caught him off guard. “She wants to see me?”

“She just needs time—to think, to breathe,” Freya replied, choosing not to spell it out.

That alone made Felipe pause. He assumed, perhaps rightly, that his behavior had been too much of a shock. Maybe she just wasn’t ready yet.

That thought gave him the smallest piece of relief.

If she still wanted to see him eventually, then he could wait.

“Take care of her for now,” Felipe said, his eyes locking onto Freya. “If you need anything, tell me.”

“No need,” Freya replied flatly, brushing past him without another glance.

have

didn’t say it. She knew it would only trigger another round of arguments. One Kristian was more than enough—she didn’t need a

the corridor, he pulled out his phone, scrolling through his

failed to deliver. She had blocked

things had spiraled this far. It

to the second-floor restroom in the hotel. As she stood there, she made a quiet decision: unless absolutely necessary, she wouldn’t step foot

it came to personal ties,

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mind, Freya exhaled slowly, the air catching in her chest like it had been stuck there all night. She moved to the sink,

she touched it, a violent burst of water came

she would’ve been

faucet’s excessive water pressure, she went to

the staff member said, apologizing sincerely before rushing to get someone to

room to dry her hair. Seeing her damp clothes, they brought her something fresh to change into and even asked if she needed help drying her original outfit. Thinking she’d need it the next morning, Freya handed over