She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 884:

But with this transformed version of him, she felt only a strange emotional emptiness—neither relief at his recovery nor indignation at his subterfuge. He seemed to her like someone who simply needed help, nothing more.

“Come eat breakfast,” she directed, deliberately avoiding any further discussion of the matter.

The hotel was in close proximity to her residence, and the morning was still young.

Kristian remained motionless, fixated on obtaining the answer he sought. “You’ve evaded my original question about why you brought me back. Are you regretting your earlier rejection? Perhaps reconsidering your decision?”

“Do you really want to know?” she challenged.

“Yes.”

“Then satisfy your hunger first, and I’ll provide the explanation you’re looking for.”

Their exchange had an elegant simplicity, free of unnecessary complexity.

room, refusing to waste any more time or

lingered on her retreating figure. A subtle, almost imperceptible emotion flickered across his face before he rose deliberately from the bed, adjusted

entirely focused on his plate.

quiet composure reflecting the steadiness he always carried. His gaze settled on Freya, and in a low, even voice, he asked, “Can we talk

a brief reply. “Talk

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and indifferent. “You chose a hotel

hotel, and Kristian the one staying there, she wouldn’t have been able to get her hands on the card so easily.

though a flicker of smug satisfaction stirred inside him—she’d seen right through him. “I stayed there to dig up dirt on

I misunderstood.” Freya stood up from her

caught off guard,

him wanted to resist, he wouldn’t make a

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