She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 500:

Whether he still loved Freya or regretted the choices that had pulled them apart, if she genuinely didn’t want him around anymore, then he had no right to impose.

Freya stared at his message for what felt like an eternity before finally typing a single “Okay” in response.

Seeing her reply hit him with a surge of feelings he couldn’t quite name.

Sometimes, he even questioned whether she had ever loved him at all. If she had, why had she remained so perfectly composed since the divorce, so untouched by sorrow?

It was as if none of it had ever mattered to her in the first place. Over the following two days, Kristian kept sending flowers. And each time, Freya calmly told her assistant to toss them out.

Ashley had mentioned to that man that Kristian was chasing after Freya again, but she’d left out the part where Freya might still feel something for him. Freya saw no reason to accept the flowers.

Three days slipped by before she even noticed.

The day of the event her grandfather had insisted she attend had finally arrived.

herself up—just wore her usual, effortless outfit. Her hair flowed freely down her back,

work, Freya stepped into the car her grandfather had arranged, complete

she arrived, her entrance barely registered

with music, drinks, and

room with a quick, quiet glance—roughly a dozen guests, men and women alike, were chatting in cozy clusters, clearly enjoying

she could and slipped into a seat, steeling herself for what promised to be a

what she hadn’t expected was for Vivien

overly sweet and slightly shrill voice

There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for

Vivien standing in front of her, dressed to

let’s go over there.” Vivien reached for her arm, eyes gleaming with something a little too sly. “Grandpa

to the hand wrapped

curious stares beginning to gather. Quickly, she shifted her tone to

you might be bored all alone over here, so I

Don’t think I’ve