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.

leaned against his car, gaze fixed on the floor of Freya’s building—as if he could will her

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

drizzle became

soaked through, water slipping past his collar, making

heart

twisting in

kept falling, slicing into him like glass, but he didn’t

the cold would dull the pain

umbrella opened above

standing beside him, shielding them both from

was hoarse, drained of all energy.

this—so lost, like a child without a place to go. “You just recovered. Your body’s still weak,” he said quietly. “If

He just turned his

He took the keys from Kristian’s hand and opened the back

at the building—a long, aching, reluctant look—then got into

the umbrella and slipped into the driver’s seat, starting the