She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 581:

“Wait,” he said, stopping her. “Did something happen between you and Mina?”

Cheryl glanced at Freya, her eyes red, but said nothing, as if determined to milk every drop of pity from the moment.

Watching her, both Ethel and Hugh instinctively assumed Cheryl had misunderstood Freya—when in reality, she was simply putting on a show.

Cheryl had always treated him and his daughters with genuine warmth—at least, that’s how Hugh felt.

Freya stood to the side, quietly watching it all unfold, choosing not to step in. She turned to Hugh and said lightly, “Sheila and I are heading back first. Take your time and talk things through.”

“Alright,” Hugh replied, his voice calm and firm, not a hint of hesitation in his tone. This wasn’t something to be brushed off. It needed a proper, honest conversation.

It was one thing if he had been misunderstood—but for Freya, someone so sincerely kind, to be wrongly accused? That just didn’t sit right with him.

Ethel were in the car and driving away, Ethel immediately turned, curiosity brimming. “What were you two talking about? And why did Ms.

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in front of Dad just now?” Ethel was stunned. She never would’ve imagined Cheryl being that kind of person. “Why would she pretend like

people’s interests are threatened, their true selves tend to come out,” Freya said plainly. “After what I told her, she probably realized all

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she didn’t have to pin all the blame on

really believe in Cheryl. If Freya hadn’t returned, she might’ve fallen right into that mother-daughter duo’s trap—and even ended up feeling bad for Vivien,

upset, Freya reached out and gave her cheek a playful poke.

not seeing them for who they really are,” Ethel murmured, leaning in closer. “If you hadn’t come back, I’d probably still think they were

the act. You had no reason to suspect them—it’s nothing to blame

pure coincidence that Freya had bumped into Vivien at the office and started to connect the

and full of trust, wasn’t

her cheeks once more. Freya couldn’t help but ruffle her hair. She told her