She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 28

Chapter 28 Not All Men Are F–boys Like You

“Shouldn’t you feel that way?” Kristian grimaced in agony, his reply frosty as he struggled to maintain

composure.

“You’re utterly delusional.” Freya’s anger was palpable, her voice laced with frustration as she shot back. “Why. should I feel lesser and distressed by your blunders? Without Ashley Bradley, I would only thrive.”

“Just try and see.” With a venomous tone, Kristian’s anger boiled over, his words cutting deeply. “See if anyone else, apart from me, would offer you so much in a divorce. You really should know your place. I acknowledge your skill, yet the world teems with skilled individuals. In business, interests reign supreme. They’ll safeguard their wealth by prenuptial agreements, and if you part ways, you’ll be left with nothing.”

After striking him, a wave of calm washed over Freya. “Got it all out?”

“You are not Ethel; the Briggs family is no safety net for you,” Kristian sneered.

“My memory is just fine,” Freya snapped back, her tone stern. “I’m not looking to marry for a divorce payout.”

Kristian’s face softened momentarily, caught off guard.

Unyielding, Freya continued, “It doesn’t matter to me if he secures his wealth before we wed. I seek a partner who genuinely loves me, values our life together, and aspires to foster a loving home. Just because that’s how you live doesn’t mean everyone else does.” The last flicker of warmth in her heart died out completely then. “Not all men are f–boys like you.”

Without pausing for his reaction or a reply, she turned on her heel and strode away.

Kristian remained rooted to the spot for what felt like an eternity, stunned and haunted by her departing

words.

She had spoken of her longing for someone who truly loved and valued her.

Abruptly, a tide of disquiet overwhelmed him, as if something precious had slipped through his fingers, possibly forever.

“Sir, are you alright?” Gerard’s voice broke through the silence, hesitant and laced with concern.

The confrontation with Freya had been intense; she had even struck his boss.

The pain was more than physical.

Silently, Kristian slid into his car, slumped back into the seat, and shut his eyes.

The air inside the car grew thick with tension…

With no destination given, Gerard simply let the car drift through the streets.

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After a stretch of time, Kristian’s eyes flickered open, veiled in a deep, unsettling darkness.

He murmured, “Gerard.”

“I’m listening.”

“Do you think she’s right?” Kristian inquired, his voice tinged with suspicion.

Gerard paused, his words teetering on the brink of agreement. “Well…”

“If she truly didn’t care about the money, why then did she demand such a hefty sum in the divorce?” Kristian pressed, his demeanor growing increasingly frosty.

Trying to rationalize her actions to himself, he added, “Her intentions seem noble on the surface, but deep down, isn’t she just another opportunist?”

Gerard felt compelled to defend her. “I wouldn’t say she is like that, not at all.”

“She must be quite persuasive to have even swayed you,” Kristian remarked, his tone sharp, his skepticism about Freya deepening.

Feeling slightly cornered yet maintaining his composure, Gerard explained, “Under the law here, assets acquired during the marriage are considered joint property. It’s perfectly normal for her to claim half.”

He cautiously omitted the fact that even Kristian’s brother sided with Freya.

“I never laid claim to her assets,” Kristian countered coldly.

“That was your decision.” Gerard pointed out.

Kristian’s voice chilled the air further. “Gerard!”

“Sir, there’s something you might not want to hear.” Bracing himself, Gerard continued, determined to offer a different perspective, “The truth is, you were unfaithful. She showed considerable restraint by not leaving you

destitute.”

Kristian’s face soured at the accusation. “Since when have I been unfaithful?”

Gerard maintained a fixed gaze on the road, opting to remain silent.

Kristian’s irritation was mounting by the second.

At that moment, Gerard’s phone started ringing.

Glancing at the caller ID, he twisted around slightly and said, “It’s Miss Bradley on the line.”

“That’s on you,” Kristian retorted with a scowl, his mood soured further. “Haven’t you figured out that I’m not supposed to contact her now?”

Gerard nodded slightly, deciding to return the call later, and focused back on driving.

Meanwhile, Freya made her way back to the hospital.

Inside, Hugh lingered by the window in the hospital room, anxiously awaiting her return. Despite the strains in their relationship, as a father, he felt compelled to protect Freya and shield her from any mistreatment.

After a restless thirty minutes, Ethel could no longer keep her peace and turned to Hugh. “We need to get to

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the bottom of why my sister is divorcing Kristian when she gets back. We can’t stand by and watch her suffer

like this.”

“Agreed.” Hugh nodded solemnly.

They were about to delve deeper into their conversation when the hospital room door swung open.

Freya entered the room, her face a mask of serene composure, betraying no hint of the fury that had flared during her earlier clash with Kristian.

“Mina.”

“Mina.”

Ethel and Hugh chimed in at the same time, their voices overlapping in a brief harmony.

A look of confusion flitted across Freya’s face as she noticed their troubled expressions. With a soft click, she shut the door behind her and inquired, “What seems to be the problem?”

“Why are you filing for divorce with Kristian Shaw?” Ethel blurted out, stepping in before her father could muster the courage to ask. Her tone carried a mix of concern and demand. “And don’t even try the ‘it just didn’t work out‘ explanation.”

Freya hesitated, her resolve wavering. Initially, she had planned to keep the real reasons hidden, but the earnest worry etched on their faces prompted a change of heart. “His first love has returned,” she admitted.

Ethel and Hugh were momentarily taken aback, their expressions mirroring each other in perfect unison, a silent testament to their shock.

Setting her phone down to charge, Freya took a seat across from her father. She exhaled slowly, her voice steady. “It’s just another way of saying it just didn’t work out. He was the one who suggested the divorce, and I saw no reason to disagree.”

“Are you serious?” Ethel’s voice rose, tinged with incredulity.

Freya’s eyebrows arched subtly. “Totally.”

“And is he insane, or just plain stupid?” Ethel, puzzled and concerned, voiced her disbelief. “Why would he choose his first love over someone as exceptional as you?”

Freya remained silent, lost in thought.