She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171 Why Had He Chosen Kristian

“He just asked if you wanted him or me to send you. You picked him.” Toby didn’t sugarcoat it.

Though Alan and Kristian had seemed a bit too familiar the night before, Toby didn’t bring that up–those

weren’t Kristian’s words.

Alan let out a long sigh, defeated.

He muttered that he wanted to be left alone and waved Toby away. The eat of the day, he locked himself in the office, drowning in regret.

Freya, meanwhile, had spent the entire day waiting for him to take action.

But by the time the office clocks ticked toward closing, not a single word had been said about apologizing to Kristian.

At exactly 5:30 PM, her phone buzzed with a message.

Kristian had written to say his new phone was ready and asked if she could help transfer the data.

She replied simply, “Okay.”

Remembering how he’d used her phone to call Gerard the night before, she hesitated a second. Just in case he caught a glimpse of what she’d previously labeled him-“Jerk“-she quickly updated his contact name to “Kristian“.

But the more she thought about it, the more self–conscious she felt. That kind of precaution was suspicious in itself.

So in the end, she switched it back to “Jerk“, as if to remind herself not to fall too deep into that murky water. After putting her phone away, she headed to Alan’s office.

Inside, he hadn’t accomplished a single thing all day.

Paperwork had piled up on his desk.

“What’s wrong with you?” Freya asked, noting the slump in his shoulders and the haze behind his eyes. “You look half–dead. Are you sick?”

“No.”

“Then what is it?” Her eyes scanned him like a lie detector.

Alan replied in a tone as dry as dust, “Hangover.”

How he had survived the day was anyone’s guess.

Every time someone knocked to discuss work or drop off documents, he had to snap into action, forcing a mask of energy onto his weary face. The second they left, he deflated again like a balloon with a slow leak. Never in his life had he felt so awkward, so absurdly helpless.

Freya could see it plain as day–he was running from the situation. “Then go through these files. I’ll deal with Kristian.”

“No need. I’m just… gathering the courage.” Alan turned her down. She had said she wanted to keep a

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Chapter 171 Why Had He Chosen Kristian

respectful distance from Kristian, and as her cousin, he couldn’t just dump the task on her.

Freys didn’t argue. She merely said, “Take your time. I’m heading over now.”

“Wait!” Alan called out, blocking her exit.

He couldn’t go by himself

if he walked into Kristian’s place alone, what if Kristian mocked him mercessly?

At least with Freya there, Kristian might tone things down.

Freya turned around, staring at him with a mix of curiosity and exasperation.

After wrestling with his pride, Alan finally said, “Help me finish these documents first. Just give me one last moment to pull myself together.”

Tm leaving” She didn’t budge.

He immediately sprang from his chair and rushed after her, stepping in front of the door like a human barricade. “Mina, please.”

“You’re the older cousin,” she pointed out.

“So what? Does being older mean I can’t beg?”

That, surprisingly, was hard to argue with.

Just this once, okay? I really can’t think straight today. Just once!” Alan pleaded, softening his tone.

Freya gave him a long, searching look. Eventually, his persistence wore her down.

She sent a quick message to Kristian, letting him know she’d be late, then sat down to start reviewing the documents. For every one she checked, Alan signed.

As he watched her move efficiently through the stack, a strange sense of pride blossomed in him.

They always said a man looked attractive while working. But at this moment, watching Freya’s poise and focus, be thought she put every working man to shame. She was the very picture of composure and capability.

“Mine”

“You’re really charming,” he said softly.

Freya had been on the verge of scolding him, but seeing that his spirits had lifted even a little, she let it go.

By the time the last document was signed, the clock had struck 8 PM.

Alan texted Toby, asking him to pick up the files, then set off for Kristian’s place with Freya.

Once they arrived at the base of the building, Alan pulled the car into a spot and parked.

Just as he started to breathe easy, his nerves stirred up again. “He won’t mock me, right?”

“He won’t,” Freya repled without hesitation