She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 873:

Freya’s brows creased, a flicker of conflict in her expression. Kristian asked again, “Freya, will you be my girlfriend?”

“No,” she said without skipping a beat, her rejection firm, without a trace of hesitation.

For a second, Kristian smiled. Still clutching the bouquet, he leaned in just slightly, narrowing the space between them. “Can I ask why?”

“I don’t love you,” Freya answered calmly, her voice even. She watched as the man before her seemed to shift—becoming suddenly unfamiliar, impossible to read. “I’ve told you this before.”

She knew her answer might push him into paranoia or worse—something irrational, something out of control. But she couldn’t offer him a promise she didn’t mean. To give hope where there was none—that was cruelty, pure and simple.

“Why don’t you love me?” Kristian demanded, his mask slipping, his tone tight. “I’ve done everything you’ve ever asked. You told me to behave—I did. You told me not to lie—I told you everything. Every last secret. I’ve done it all. So why don’t you love me back?”

Freya was left speechless. She opened her mouth, then closed it again, words failing her.

eyes darkened. “Is it because of the pain

said, her

lying,” Kristian said lowly, reaching out to gently touch her face. His piercing gaze bore straight into her. “If you truly didn’t care, why won’t

have feelings for you,” Freya replied, struggling to string the right words together. “I don’t want to be with you. If loving someone was as easy as following a checklist, then I’d owe my

l no

glasses, while Greta pressed her lips into a thin line, barely stifling a laugh. It was a serious declaration, yet

world—as long as I’m the one you like best,” Kristian said, eyes

respond. Wasn’t the normal thing to

me ask you one more time,” Kristian said, extending the bouquet to her again. His tone left no room for doubt—it was

Freya didn’t pause. “No.”

arms and left her with just one parting line.

and strode out of the

he might do something impulsive, Freya quickly set the flowers

the private room, his long strides swiftly carrying