She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 953:

Freya gave a small hum of acknowledgment, then added softly, “Next time, you don’t have to knock. Just come in… we’re close enough now.”

Ellis smiled. “Got it.”

He’d knocked out of courtesy—her sister had been around. It didn’t feel right barging in with two young women in the apartment. Freya gently slipped from his arms, wished him goodnight, and disappeared into the bathroom to wash up and sleep.

Ellis stayed still for a while, steadying himself, before heading back to his apartment. Only one thought circled in his mind now: He had to marry Freya—as soon as possible.

In stark contrast to the quiet warmth between Freya and Ellis, Kristian’s world felt cold, wet, and hollow.

After walking away, Kristian immediately texted Gerard, saying, “If Freya asks about me, just say I’m waiting for you. I told her you’re running a business nearby.” He didn’t want to give Freya any more reasons to worry about him.

Gerard didn’t say much, simply played along as instructed.

A light rain had started to fall.

the floor of Freya’s building—as if he could

didn’t drive off. He didn’t look away. He

drizzle became

hair was soaked through, water slipping past his

heart of

to the sharp ache twisting in

kept falling, slicing into him like

the cold would

black umbrella opened above

turned to see Gerard standing beside him, shielding

hoarse, drained of all

never seen Kristian like this—so lost, like a child without a place to go. “You just recovered. Your body’s still weak,” he said

just turned

from Kristian’s hand and opened the back

gave one last look at the building—a long, aching,

and slipped into the driver’s seat, starting the