She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229 Farrah’s

Decision

“Are you seriously calling that cute? Looks more like nightmare fuel to me.”

“You want a smack or something?”

“Freya, look at Ethel–I’m not even allowed to tell the truth anymore.”

“Mina, Frederick’s being mean to me again!”

Watching the two mischief–makers go at it, Freya reached out and affectionately tousled Ethel’s hair, a gentle smile curving on her lips. “Sheila’s creation is the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Did you catch that, you bumpkin?” Ethel and Frederick were always squabbling like that.

Frederick let out a loud snort in response.

In the cheerful commotion, the group made their way to the dinner venue.

It was a charming outdoor setup, with a lavish dinner already arranged on the table. In the very center sat a

cake.

the up. replice

To be exact, it was a perfect miniature replica of Freya’s beloved stuffed pillow, Charlie.

That night, Freya had a genuinely good time.

After the meal, the group gathered and chatted around the table.

Looking at the six familiar faces around her, Freya felt such an overwhelming sense of warmth that she blurted out, “Tell me your wishes–I’ll see what I can do.”

“We wish for your happiness,” they all chimed in at once.

Freya’s smile grew even brighter, her eyes glinting with delight. That evening, she smiled more than she had in

an entire month.

“I’m already happy,” Freya insisted, her voice light. “Now tell me your own wishes.”

“I wish I could stay far away from anything that has to do with company management,” Ethel said quickly.

Freya looked at her fondly. “Granted.”

Then Alan added, “I wish I wouldn’t have to deal with the company after this year either.”

Freya shot him down without hesitation. “Denied.”

The whole table erupted into laughter.

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Freya’s gaze turned to Melvin, the quietest one of the bunch, and she asked, “Melvin, what about you?”

“To always stay by your side as your assistant,” Melvin said evenly, his tone steady. To handle all your problems and worries.”

“I meant your own wish,” Freya said with a small shake of her head.

“That is my own wish,” he replied simply.

His quiet declaration stirred up a wave of curiosity around the table,

Frederick, being the nosiest of them all, went straight to the point. “You’re not secretly crushing on Freya or

anything, right?”

“She’s generous, offers excellent benefits, and she’s a remarkable person,” Melvin replied earnestly. “If I let this job slip away, I won’t find another like it.”

Frederick stared hard at him, but Melvin’s expression didn’t budge an inch.

No matter how much Frederick probed, Melvin’s calm stayed intact.

“Granted,” Freya said with a smile, then turned to Hugh. “Dad, what about you?”

She already knew what she’d do.

If Hugh said he wanted to marry Cheryl, she’d say yes.

Even if Cheryl had any bad intentions, once she revealed her true face, Freya would help her father handle it

Hugh had spent his life under his father’s thumb or worrying about his daughters. Now it was his turn to live

a life of his own.

“I just want you and Sheila to be happy and safe,” Hugh said softly. He understood what Freya was hinting at

But this was what truly mattered to him. As long as Freya and Ethel were alright, that was all he needed.

Freya caught the meaning in his eyes and smiled. “Okay.”

No one left that night. The resort had enough rooms for everyone, and Freya shared one with Ethel

After that night, everyone noticed Freya seemed lighter, more cheerful than usual.

The following day, after they all returned home, Freya moved back into Hugh’s place.

With several days off, Freya didn’t need to work, and Ethel was free from school. The family enjoyed rare, peaceful moments together.

Before they knew it, three days had slipped by.

On the third afternoon, Freya was lounging on a swing in the backyard, soaking up the sun, when her phone

rang.

Eyes closed, face tilted toward the warmth, she answered, “Hello, Farrah.”

“Freya, I’ve made up my mind.”

“What decision?”

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“I’m not going to keep this baby.” Farrah’s words hit Freya like a jolt.

She sat up immediately, eyes wide open. “Why?”

Farrah had been so deeply attached to her child–that much was clear from everything she’d done before. Why

the sudden shift?

“Jocelyn called and played a recording for me,” Farrah explained. “It was of her telling Felipe’s parents I was

pregnant.”

Freya froze, her mind flashing back to what Felipe had said that day.

“Then Felipe’s mother called me too,” Farrah added. She didn’t share the exact words, but she revealed her heart. “I don’t want my baby to be caught in some tug–of–war after they’re born. I don’t want them growing up in a world full of scheming and conflict.”

She understood the law–children under two stayed with their mothers. And the father wouldn’t be able to

take them away once they grew up.

But she didn’t trust the Yates family one bit.

Too many unknowns, too much danger. She was terrified the child would one day hate her for bringing them

into this mess.

“Do you love this child?” Freya asked quietly.

Farrah stayed silent. Of course she did. How could she not love her first baby?