She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 480:

Freya knocked on the door when he didn’t reply.

She knocked again. And again. For two whole minutes. Inside, Kristian battled with himself.

Finally, when he could barely hold on, he ground out, “Are you ready to deal with the consequences if I open this door?” If she was going to insist, then he wouldn’t stop.

“Just open the door. Stop wasting time,” Freya said, her brows knitting together.

At that, the bathroom door flung open. Kristian stood there in a loose bathrobe, breath ragged, eyes blazing with heat.

The second he saw Freya’s delicate, flushed face, something inside him snapped.

He took a step forward, mind blank except for one raging impulse.

at the back of his head. There was a dull thud,

immediate danger, Freya hoisted Kristian onto the bed

lost consciousness, he never once suspected that she’d lured him in just to knock him out cold and quietly eliminate him

around the room. If she stayed here

to knock him out again. It was far wiser to handle the situation early and keep herself safe. Over the next hour, Freya combed

your escape

the strange scent—hidden inside the TV, the speaker system, and other gadgets with vents or heat outlets. Once she cracked them open, it was obvious they’d

jammers, there

up had done an impressive job hiding them. If Freya hadn’t found the placement of a

she found no hidden

damp towel and tissues to seal off the scent and shut down the

sofa for a brief moment