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.

only request would have been for him to stay away from

would only trigger another round of arguments. One Kristian was more than

Once her figure disappeared down the corridor, he pulled

one had failed to deliver. She had

even figure out how things had spiraled this far. It hadn’t always been like

hotel. As she stood there, she made a quiet decision: unless absolutely necessary, she wouldn’t step foot in Jeucwell again. Not even for Lionel.

to personal ties, that meant she owed nothing to his

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slowly, the air catching in her chest like it had been stuck there all night. She moved to the sink, tried a few of the automatic faucets—all broken. She finally turned

burst of water

not jumped back, she would’ve been

examining the faucet’s excessive water pressure, she went to find hotel staff

member said, apologizing

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 her coat.