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.

door, and hadn’t even knocked on Kristian’s when she saw him already racing out,

asked, her voice steady, trying to

her, trembling. “There’s so much blood in the

a hand on his shoulder, her demeanor composed. “Wait here.

to her arm,

the living room, hoping the brightness would help

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she reassured him, he refused to let go, glued to her side with eyes

other choice, Freya guided him back toward his room. The moment she opened the door, the sight

an unsettling

light to examine it more clearly—only to

“Freya…”

in the room today?” she asked,

few things.

Freya was taken aback.

sounds coming from his room