She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 963:

The cold caught Claire off guard. She’d expected him to act like a gentleman, but here he was, asking her to wait outside in the chill.

Ellis kept quiet and steered the car into the underground garage.

The apartment complex’s security was airtight—only registered residents and vehicles made it past the gates, which meant Claire couldn’t follow them inside.

Freya picked up on the subtle friction in the air. “Are you not on good terms?” she queried.

“Sort of,” Ellis answered without a flicker of emotion. “But our parents are friends. I can’t just blow her off. I’ll go talk to her for a bit.” Ellis didn’t personally care, but he couldn’t disregard his family’s wishes.

Turning to Freya, he questioned her. “Want to come with me?” He knew Freya sometimes felt uneasy, and he refused to give her any reason to doubt him.

He believed in loving her without secrets or half-truths.

Freya hesitated, then shook her head. “It’s fine. You should go alone. She probably has something private to say, and I don’t want her to feel awkward.”

gentle but firm. “Freya, you know you’re my girlfriend,

offering him a small,

my life you’re not allowed

to answer, but she found

he said, leaving no room for argument, his voice low and steady as he opened

out of the car and fell into

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the type to cling or meddle. Even if Ellis

her confidence, Ellis intertwined his fingers with hers, his grip warm and reassuring as they made

phone, when Ellis finally

could only mean she’d

voice bright as she

met her enthusiasm with a frosty distance. His tone dropped all traces of old familiarity. “I prefer Ellis

I’ve always liked calling

used to it,”

Ellis,