She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 850:

More than an hour passed, and he didn’t come looking for her.

At lunch, he barely touched his food, nibbling on a few bites before pushing it away.

Freya wished he’d eat a little more, but sensing his mood, she expected his excuse about not having an appetite and didn’t press him. After all, the house was always stocked with snacks, fruit, and drinks.

After lunch, Freya retreated to the study to deal with some work, deciding not to worry about what Kristian might be up to. She believed he should be mature enough not to get into trouble.

And so, the afternoon drifted by with neither of them disturbing the other.

That evening, after dinner, they sat in the living room for a while, watching television in comfortable silence before each retired to their respective rooms.

That’s when the calm was shattered.

A sharp scream tore through the stillness.

her door, and hadn’t even knocked on Kristian’s when she saw him

asked, her voice steady, trying

trembling. “There’s

She rested a hand on his shoulder, her demeanor

tightly to her arm, his voice shaking. “I’m

switched on every light in the living room, hoping the brightness

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his courage. No matter how much she reassured him,

choice, Freya guided him back toward his room. The moment she opened the door, the sight stopped her cold—blood spattered across the floor,

was an unsettling

more clearly—only to watch the bloodstains vanish into thin

“Freya…”

did you do in the room

earnestly. “After lunch, I took a nap, then went out to buy a few things. When I got back, I stayed in the living room the whole time. I didn’t go

Freya was taken aback.

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