She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139 They Could Just Fake It

Kristian surged to his feet, his frustration erupting like a dormant volcano.

He did exactly what Liam had told him to, but Freya still refused to change her mind.

Freya trailed after him in silence.

Downstairs, Hugh and Ethel sat tensely, their nerves strung tight with anticipation. Both were on edge, fearing that the situation upstairs might spiral into a heated argument–or worse, an outright confrontation.

Seconds stretched into minutes as they waited, the quiet around them growing heavier.

Then, at last, the sound of footsteps echoed down the stairs.

Hugh and Ethel snapped their heads up, their eyes wide. The cold aura enveloping Kristian was palpable, even more biting than before. It was clear–whatever conversation had happened upstairs hadn’t gone well.

“Mr. Briggs,” Kristian said abruptly, stopping in the middle of the living room.

Hugh turned his head on instinct, ready to answer, but then paused. He quickly recalled Freya’s hostile stance toward Kristian and decided to play it safe–he acted like he hadn’t heard a thing.

Kristian’s eyes narrowed, perceptive enough to see right through Hugh’s facade.

Unperturbed, he continued, his voice steady and deliberate, “I’ve just arrived in Alerith today and haven’t found a place to stay. Would it be too much trouble to ask if I could stay here for the night?”

All three of them stared in disbelief, completely thrown off by Kristian’s bold request.

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“Mina and Sheila are young women; it’s simply improper to have a man in the house overnight,” Hugh finally blurted out, his voice shaking slightly with anger. “I must insist you look elsewhere.”

Kristian simply gave a small nod. “Alright then,” he said calmly.

Without another word, he turned to leave.

Before his divorce, he had never delved into Freya’s family or her connections, never stepping foot in Hugh’s

home.

Now, despite their separation, he felt a strange pull to bridge the gap he had ignored for so long.

Hugh stood by the doorway, frowning as he watched Kristian disappear into the night. That was it? He left that easily? Was he really that compliant?

Snapping back to the present, he caught the intense gazes of Freya and Ethel fixed on him.

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“What–What’s going on?” Hugh stammered, his voice laced with bewilderment.

“You should never engage with him,” Ethel declared, her lips curling into a pout as she launched into her grievances against Kristian. “He’s too manipulative!”

Freya, who had been eyeing the neatly stacked gifts with a discernible scowl, chimed in, “Have someone return these immediately.”

Without hesitation, Hugh set about making the necessary arrangements.

However, Kristian seemed to have foreseen their plan. No sooner had he climbed into the car than he instructed Gerard to drive off, effectively thwarting their attempt to return the gifts.

A pang of guilt washed over Hugh as he gazed at the unclaimed presents. “What should we do with these now?” Freya’s response was as serene as the quiet before a storm. “Once he’s settled in Alerith, we can send them to his new place,” she suggested crisply. “If he dares to show up here again, keep the doors shut.”

“Alright,” Hugh said with a quiet nod, his voice steady.

Freya returned the nod and turned to head upstairs.

“Mina!” Hugh’s voice cracked the air, causing her to halt.

Freya stopped mid–step, glancing over her shoulder with a composed tone. “What is it?”

“Do you… still have feelings for him?” Hugh asked carefully, searching her expression. He wasn’t trying to pry

-he just didn’t want her getting hurt all over again. “What do you actually feel about him now?”

“No, I don’t have feelings for him,” Freya responded without hesitation, her tone clear and unwavering.

In those six months, whatever tenderness she’d once felt had slowly faded away.

She was certain now–there was nothing left in her heart for Kristian.

As Freya’s figure receded into the distance, Hugh’s worry deepened. He turned to Ethel, seeking confirmation. “Do you think she genuinely dislikes him, or is she perhaps guarding her heart against more pain?”

Ethel’s confidence was unwavering as she replied, “She really doesn’t like him.”

“Why do you say that?” Hugh pressed, seeking deeper insight.

“Because she’s my sister,” Ethel answered without hesitation, her voice laced with the pure, earnest honesty only someone young and untainted could possess.

Freya had always been refreshingly blunt. If she liked someone, she’d say it without batting an eye; if she didn’t, she wouldn’t sugarcoat her feelings. Pretending or playing games had never been in her nature.

“What if Kristian shows up again?” Hugh asked, anxiety tightening his brows. “He’s not the type to just walk away. You know he doesn’t give up that easily.”

“He still believes Freya’s single, and that gives him a reason to keep going,” Ethel said, her expression sincere. “As long as there’s a sliver of a chance, he’ll keep chasing it. But if he finds out she’s already with someone else,

he’ll back off on his own.”

Hugh’s worry deepened, his thoughts consumed with concern for Freya. “But.

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thinking about relationships right now,” he said, frowning slightly.

Her first marriage–her first love–had left scars too deep to ignore. After that kind of heartbreak, it made sense that she wouldn’t be eager to date again, let alone walk down the aisle.

Ethel, on the other hand, was already several steps ahead, her eyes gleaming with inspiration. “Who says they have to actually be together?” she said, excitement bubbling in her tone. “Isn’t Trent pretty close with her? They could just fake it.”

Hugh’s eyes suddenly lit up, a spark of realization flickering in them. Why hadn’t that occurred to him?

Unbeknownst to him, Freya was also mulling over the same idea.

Given Kristian’s persistent nature, once he showed up, it was only a matter of time before he returned.

Locked doors wouldn’t stop him–he’d find some other way to get inside, one way or another.

She hated having her peace disrupted like this, but dodging him altogether felt like a lost cause. All she ever wanted was a quiet, uneventful life, far from chaos and confrontation.

With that thought weighing on her mind, she picked up her phone and dialed a number.

At the same time, inside Kristian’s car, Gerard stole glances through the rearview mirror, his voice cautious as he inquired, “Sir, how did things go with Ms. Briggs’s father?”

“Cancel Liam’s black card,” Kristian responded curtly, his tone final, leaving no room for questions.

Gerard hesitated, piecing together the outcome. It didn’t go great, huh?

Composing himself, he replied, “Understood.”

Kristian, his fingers absently brushing against his phone, contemplated Freya’s recent decision to remove him from her blacklist. His thoughts were interrupted as he commanded, “Go visit the Price family.”