She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 909:

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

Freya’s fingers tightened around the small hand warmer in her pocket. Her brows furrowed. “Ellis, have I seen this car before?”

“Yeah. I gave you a ride in it once,” he said casually.

Freya’s eyes locked with his.

And suddenly, everything clicked.

No wonder the first time she’d gotten in his car, it had felt familiar. Now she remembered—when she’d gone to see Josiah about Norah’s issue, this very car had been parked in Josiah’s garage.

Ellis had joined them afterward, so she’d never made the connection.

Ellis noticed her studying him. “Do you like it?” he asked.

“What?”

like it, I’ll give it

a rush, her thoughts a mess from the realization. Her memories of Ellis—every encounter, every word—came flooding back all at once, stirring something deeper inside her. Ellis, catching her shift in tone and her uneven answers,

the drive back, Ellis’s mind kept circling

since returning, though he usually opted for other sedans. With Freya around, he’d only taken

at the Russell family’s estate. Had she pieced it

𝕍𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠: g𝕒𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝕖𝗅𝕤﹒ⅽ𝕠𝕞

Ellis pulled up and carried the folder

he

take a nap.

truth—she could always lean on her deal with Kristian to pry answers out of him. But Ellis? His information was solid as a

waste time. “Ellis, what did you mean

horses,” Ellis said, setting the folder on the desk, his

brow creased. Wasn’t this exactly why they were here? Ellis shrugged off his coat, revealing a black shirt buttoned up tight, giving him