She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220 Being A Single Mom Isn’t Easy

The heaviness that had clung to Farrah’s heart finally drifted away, but in its place lingered a quiet, hollow ache

that refused to budge.

Her chest tightened as she reached for Freya, her voice barely above a whisper. “Freya, can you give me a hug?”

Freya pulled her into a warm, reassuring embrace, wrapping her arms around her with silent comfort.

Farrah clung to her, unwilling to let go, so Freya simply kept holding her.

Time blurred, and after a long, indistinct stretch, Farrah spoke, her voice still raspy from emotion. “Freya.”

“Hm?”

“Do you think there’s something wrong with me?” Farrah rested her chin on Freya’s shoulder, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “He treated me so terribly, and yet… hearing him agree to the divorce still hurts

a little.“,

“Everyone’s heart has its own twisted maze,” Freya murmured, offering her a soft consolation. “You’ve done incredibly well.”

Love and hatred often walked hand in hand. There was no need to feel ashamed of that. After all, emotions were never obedient–they came and went as they pleased.

“I wish I could be as lighthearted as you,” Farrah confessed, clearly worn down. “But I just can’t seem to.”

Freya said nothing more. She held her friend, steady as a rock, letting the silence cradle them both.

Time, after all, had its way of mending things that felt unfixable.

She had once loved Kristian deeply. Back then, he’d been so gentle, patient, and tuned into her emotions that she’d fallen for him quickly and completely.

At least before he received Ashley’s call, he’d genuinely been good to her.

In the six months that followed that phone call, they’d lived apart, and on the outside, she seemed fine. But only she knew what those days had really been like. Alone in the house, she’d often stare at nothing until hours slipped by unnoticed.

Or she’d run for miles, or box until she couldn’t lift her arms–just to let something out.

She never cried in front of Kristian, never begged him to stay.

Those days were suffocating and brutal, but she knew if she could endure them, she’d come out stronger.

Time dulled everything eventually–made even the biggest wounds feel smaller.

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And that’s how she became who she was now.

“Farrah,” Freya suddenly said.

Farrah answered, “Yeah?”

“Have you made a decision about the baby?” Freya’s tone was serious. “Once you give birth, it’s all on you. From the first cry, you’ll have to do it all yourself.”

She didn’t mention that Felipe’s family might want to lay claim to the child if they ever found out.

If that happened, she’d step in. But even so, raising a kid wasn’t something money could magically fix.

“I’ve already decided,” Farrah said, settling back into the couch. “It’s going to be tough, but I’ve saved enough. I’ll manage.”

“Being a single mom isn’t easy.”

“I’m not scared,” Farrah said, a faint smile tugging at her lips. She’d already made peace with her choice.

Freya felt a wave of relief. Since Farrah had truly thought it through, she had no issue pitching in to help raise

the child.

She liked kids anyway.

With that settled, she moved on to something else.

She looked straight at Farrah. “Does anyone know you’re staying here?”

Farrah shook her head.

She hadn’t told a soul–didn’t want Felipe catching wind of her whereabouts.

Even on social media, she was careful. No location tags. No identifiable photos. Just vague captions and the

occasional stock image.

“Take care of yourself while you’re pregnant. Don’t stress about Felipe,” Freya said, hoping to ease her worries. “If you need fresh air, let the bodyguards escort you. No need to worry about being spotted.”

Farrah might not have been an A–list star, but she was recognizable.

Still, the places Farrah and the bodyguards would visit were private clubs and exclusive venues. Even if someone did recognize Farrah, they likely wouldn’t react. After all, most guests were big shots in their fields.

Farrah nodded. “Okay.”

Freya lingered for a bit longer.

As she was preparing to leave, Farrah suddenly called out, “Freya.”

“Hmm?”

“Do you think I’m your little secret?” she asked, grinning playfully.

“No,” Freya said.

“Why not?”

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“Because you’re my… treasure.”

“Pff” Farrah couldn’t help it. She burst into laughter.

Freya looked at her, confused. “Did I say something weird?”

“No, not weird,” Farrah said, poking Freya’s cheek with a teasing smile. “Just didn’t expect something that cheesy from you. It’s too cute,”

Freya gave her a light flick on the forehead. “You really need to work on your compliments.”

Farrah just giggled.

Freya didn’t linger any longer after that.

She gave some final instructions to both Farrah and the bodyguards before heading out.

By the time she arrived back at her company, it was already noon.

Melvin had wrapped up his tasks and ordered lunch.

As they ate together, Melvin looked like he had something on his mind. He kept pausing, starting to speak and then stopping.

Freya caught on quickly. “You’ve got something to say, don’t you?”

“Gerard’s been digging into me,” Melvin said, face serious. “Actually, it’s Kristian doing the digging.”

Freya set her utensils down. “I know.”

The last time Kristian had shown up like that, it was clearly after checking into Melvin’s background. But she

couldn’t quite figure out what Kristian was really looking for.

“No, you don’t,” Melvin corrected her. “He’s not snooping around my personal life. He’s investigating which