She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 822:

“And the money?”

“What?”

“You mentioned giving them some funds?”

Hugh cleared his throat softly, a little sheepish now. Was Ethel trying to keep tabs on him?

But surely, that wasn’t it. After all, he’d earned that money. If he chose to part with a portion, especially for people he wished to keep at arm’s length, that was his prerogative.

“Yes—two hundred million,” he admitted. He had calculated it carefully—enough to live comfortably, so long as they didn’t drown it in gold and glitter.

Ethel considered his words but chose not to press further.

Freya, for her part, stayed silent and unbothered. The matter of the money or the house didn’t stir her.

landed on his daughters. “I will stay single and watch

that back

voice was steady now, filled with certainty. “I won’t. You

not planning to marry anytime soon,” Freya stated clearly, cutting off any future attempts to meddle. “Even if someone dazzling comes along, don’t try playing

“But…”

“Mina…”

𝗧𝗿𝘂𝗲 𝗏𝗲𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖋𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗀𝖆𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝚌𝗼𝗺

Hugh and Ethel were momentarily taken

you still have lingering feelings for

plausible. After all, heartbreak carved deeper wounds than divorce. And though a few months had passed, even the most emotionally

for the sake of ticking a box. I refuse to settle. Marriage should

turned the

reshaping her heart. By the time the divorce papers were signed, the process

even,

it was

either. How about the two of us stick together and grow old