She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37 Marrying You Is My Greatest Regret As W…

“You claim Ashley fell into this mess because she believed the mysterious sender was you. Considering we’re not yet divorced, I could easily view her actions as an affair with you, essentially making her a home wrecker,” Freya asserted coldly.

She was a staunch believer in the law and its penalties, though she felt not a shred of pity for Ashley.

In response, Kristian’s gaze turned steely and cold, his eyes reflecting a tumultuous sea of emotions.

Freya, unaffected by his menacing presence, continued undeterred, “She’s in this predicament now, and you’re partly to blame.”

Had Kristian settled their divorce when he had first received the call six months ago, Ashley could have been his wife by now, avoiding all underhanded agreements.

He was clearly the one to blame, yet he dared to point fingers at her.

“The biggest mistake of my life was ever believing you possessed the same kind heart as she does, and choosing to marry you,” Kristian retorted, his voice a mix of anger and disappointment, after a piercing stare that seemed to last an eternity.

“Quite the coincidence,” Freya snapped back, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “As marrying you is my greatest

regret as well.”

Without another glance, Kristian stood, his frosty stare fading as he turned and exited the café. On his way out, he called Gerard to get his return flight sorted.

Freya listened to his conversation, a lump forming in her throat.

Despite her previous convictions that she harbored no feelings for Kristian and could remain composed, she realized in that moment that letting go of someone and truly moving forward was a process that required more

time.

Watching Kristian’s retreating figure, Freya took a deep breath and reached for her phone to make her own call.

At exactly six o’clock in a bar named

Blue Friday, a subdued haven nestled within the folds of Frederick’s business empire, usually humned with a

quiet energy.

When Frederick received a call from Freya, his heart leapt with excitement; however, his pulse quickened for a different reason when she asked him to meet her at the bar.

Within the confines of the bar’s intimate private room, soft, dusky light draped itself around the lavish spread of drinks meticulously arranged before Freya.

0.0%

+4

m

|||

15:41

<

Chapter 37 Marrying You is My treatest Regret As Well

The abundance of liquor prompted a surge of apprehension in Frederick, causing him to nervously lick his lips and suggest, with a hint of unease, “Freya, this is quite an extravagant setup for just us two. Should I invite the

others to join?”

“There’s no need.” Freya curtly dismissed the idea.

“Actually, they.” Under the piercing scrutiny of Freya’s eyes, Frederick’s voice dwindled into silence, he wanted to say that their friends were aware of her fleeting marriage and subsequent divorce with Kristian.

Freya preferred to keep it to herself. She knew them too well–just as she had hidden her marriage, she now

wanted to do the same with the divorce.

“What was that?” she inquired sharply.

Frederick stumbled over his words, managing only a weak, “Nothing, really.”

As Freya methodically popped open more bottles, she handed one to Frederick, her movements deliberate. “Take this.”

“Freya,” Frederick called out, his voice tinged with hesitation.

“Just spit it out,” Freya snapped, clearly not in the mood for any games.

Frederick’s lips tightened, a wave of unease washing over him as he contemplated revealing the hidden truth. Finally, he took a deep breath and said, “There’s something I need to confess.”

“Continue.” Freya urged him, her tone clipped.

Frederick hesitated for a moment before he continued, “Our friends already know about your dealings with Kristian.”

Freya stopped mid–sip, her glass pausing in the air.

Sweat beaded on Frederick’s forehead as his anxiety spiked. Freya’s demeanor grew frosty, her aura charged

with tension.

“As you warned me against informing them, they were inadvertently near my computer…” Frederick’s voice trailed off weakly, laced with nerves.

Regretfully, he added, “I couldn’t stop them from uncovering everything.”

Freya’s eyes narrowed, her voice taking on a distant quality. “And how did they take it?”

“They lashed out at me!” Frederick exclaimed, a mix of indignation and pain in his voice. “They accused you of favoritism, of only confiding in me and excluding them.”

Freya’s expression hardened, a storm brewing in her gaze.

Her fingers tightened around the bottle subtly.

“Freya…” Frederick’s voice was laden with concern as he watched her reaction.

“I’ll arrange to meet them after I’ve secured the divorce decree,” Freya murmured, her voice subdued and strained. “We can talk then.”

Frederick responded with a hesitant tone, “This month might be tricky.”

28.3%

15:41

|||

O

<

<Chapter 27 Marrying You is ty Gates Repren As Wel

Freya’s brow furrowed in confusion

Frederick remarked casually. They’re likely tied up

“Why’s that?” she inquired

He explained. “One’s jetting off with his girlfrent, another mening a friend from saline for the first time, and yet another’s off to visit his partner’s parents

“They’re all seeing someone? Freya’s voice carried a acts of surpris

“You hadn’t heard?” Frederick asked a hint of disbelief in his VICE

“What was I supposed to know” she retorted

Frederick counted off on his fingers. “Out of the seven of us, just me, Trent, and Kley we will single “His tone grew more indignant. “The others have been quietly dating And you you vent atead and got mamed”

His frustration was palpable, but then he remembered her current station Tor, L. His voce taled of filled with awkward regret

He felt a twinge, as if he had inadvertently touched a tender bruse

“Are they actually dating now?” Freya’s spits soared, a noticeable shift in her demeanor

“Haven’t you seen the updates in our group chat? Fredend inquired.

Freya shook her head gently.

Her phone was seldom the center of her attention

She checked the group messages only once in a while, primarily when her name popped up or someone reached out to her directly.

Otherwise, she rarely gave it a glance

“In the three months since you departed Alerth for Jeucwell, it seems those three have paired cf” Frederict explained, his tone laced with irritation. We vowed lifelong friendship, swearing that the first to fall in love would be the betrayer.”