She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 862:

Frederick and Greta exchanged another glance. They believed Kristian was laying it on thick.

“No,” Freya replied firmly. “If you don’t want to, we won’t go. If you do, I’ll take you.”

Kristian met her eyes. He didn’t want to go. Selfishly, he wanted her all to himself—wanted her world to revolve around him alone. But if he stopped her this time, what about the next?

“Let’s go,” he finally said. It was also a good chance to find out if Freya was afraid of ghosts. “They’re your friends. I don’t want you to miss out because of me.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Freya agreed to Greta’s plan.

Once the time and place were set, she looked a little unsure. After a pause, she reminded him, “If you feel like leaving once we’re there, just say so, okay?”

“Okay,” Kristian responded sweetly.

and turned to head back to her study, but Kristian stopped

“Freya.”

your friends?” Kristian asked, his wide-eyed, innocent look almost too convincing. “I don’t know them, and I feel safer when

“Sure,” Freya agreed.

Kristian smiled—bright, almost angelic.

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expression, Freya felt momentarily dazed. If only his heart were as pure as that smile. But he was a far cry from the man he used to

waved a hand close to

take care

“Sounds good.”

room, he pulled out his phone

were evening plans to sort out. He’d be meeting Freya’s friends, and he needed to show

contact details, found his home number, and dialed

he heard it was his son’s boss on the line, he didn’t hesitate. “Gerard!” he called out sharply. “Why is your phone off? Your boss has

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