She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Did He Somehow Discovered Yo…

Freya opened the email containing the startling request to investigate herself.

Her eyes darted to the sender address. This wasn’t just any contact–this was someone she had collaborated with extensively years ago.

Back then, she had valued their expertise and shared objectives, which had fostered a period of productive partnership. But as circumstances calmed, their communication had dwindled to silence.

Why the sudden interest in investigating her now?

Her fingers hovered briefly before typing a response. “Did she offend you?”

The message had barely left her outbox when Kristian received it.

He had anticipated the possibility that after years without contact, the hacker might have abandoned this account. He had been prepared for his request to vanish unanswered into digital oblivion. The immediate reply caught him off guard.

Sitting in the car’s back seat, he.tapped thoughtfully on his keyboard before responding, “No, helping a friend investigate. Can’t say more. Can you look into her?”

Freya examined his response, her forehead creasing with concentration.

Suddenly, something clicked. She opened the attached image and scrutinized it carefully.

Only then did she notice the background–wasn’t that the living room of Kristian’s villa?

She typed back, “Is your friend Kristian Shaw?”

Throughout her career, she had rarely delved into personal backgrounds, including this particular contact whose identity remained a mystery to her.

Her skills were primarily deployed for evidence gathering.

But now…

Was Kristian investigating her? Or perhaps someone in Kristian’s circle?

“Freya?” Frederick waved his hand before her face. “Freya!”

She lifted her gaze from the screen, meeting his eyes with practiced composure. “What’s up?”

“What’s captured your attention?” Frederick asked, halted at a red light, curiosity evident in his voice. “You’ve been staring at that screen for ages.”

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“Nothing.” Freya darkened her phone screen and slipped the device into her pocket, dismissing the email exchange from her mind.

“I meant to tell you earlier–before you deplaned, my sister messaged that Sheila’s surgery went smoothly. She’s been transferred to a regular ward.” As the signal turned green, Frederick eased the car forward “she

asked me to tell you not to worry.”

“Okay,” Freya murmured.

Despite her calm acknowledgment, anxiety gnawed at her.

Sheila had always been the delicate girl, weeping over the smallest injuries.

Now, with a fracture and head trauma, Freya could barely imagine the pain she must be enduring

At six–thirty, Frederick drove her to the hospital, provided directions to Sheila’s room, and departed to find

parking.

Freya entered the impatient building and ascended to the sixth floor.

With each step closer to Sheila’s private room, her apprehension mounted until, upon reaching the door, her palms glistened with nervous perspiration.

Through the small observation window, she glimpsed the scene within.

A beautiful, angelic–looking young woman lay motionless on the bed, eyes firmly closed in apparent slumber. Beside her sat a concerned father who, despite being in his fifties, maintained the appearance of a much

younger man.

As if sensing her presence, Hugh looked up.

Their eyes met through the glass, and something electric passed between them.

Hugh’s gaze locked onto Freya, seemingly unable to break away.

Freya couldn’t articulate the emotions churning within her. After collecting herself, she pushed open the door, still dressed in the black outfit she’d worn to the divorce proceedings, which lent her an air of cool detachment.

She closed the door with a gentle click.

A wave of emotion constricted Hugh’s throat, unleashing an unstoppable surge of longing. “Mina,” he whispered, her old name hanging in the air between them.

“How’s Sheila?” Freya avoided addressing him directly, moving instead to the bedside where she gazed down at the sleeping girl’s peaceful face.

– regains “The prognosis is hopeful,” Hugh replied, forcing himself to suppress the tumult of feelings. “The wounds have been treated properly. Whether there will be any lasting effects will require further evaluation af consciousness and begins recovery.”

Freya acknowledged this with a noncommittal sound.

Silence descended upon the room like a heavy curtain.

Hugh’s gaze lingered on her, almost tangible in its intensity. He wondered if she had found happiness during

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her years away from what had once been home.

“You…” Hugh began, then faltered.

“I’ll stay here at the hospital,” Freya interjected, her voice carrying the chill of winter as she stated firmly, “You should go home.”

Hugh remained silent, wrestling with unspoken questions.

He desperately wanted to ask about her life these past two years but recognized she would offer no answers.

After careful deliberation, he ventured only one question, “Between you and Kristian…”

“We’re going through a divorce,” Freya replied simply, settling into the chair beside the bed, her attention fixed unwavering on Sheila.

Hugh understood that Freya had no desire for extended conversation. After offering a few words of genuine concern, he reluctantly departed from the hospital room.

As he exited, he encountered Frederick in the hallway.

“Mina probably rushed back without eating anything,” Hugh remarked, familiar enough with Frederick to speak candidly. He glanced back toward the hospital room before adding, “Please make sure she gets a proper meal

later.”

“You can count on me,” Frederick agreed readily.

Understanding the strained relationship between Freya and Hugh, Frederick refrained from further comment.

After Hugh’s departure, Frederick entered the room with a playful gleam in his eye. “Freya, guess who I spotted while parking the car?”