She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61 Forcing Us Won’t Patch Up What’s…

“We settled on new terms,” Freya stated, her gaze unflinchingly anchored to the laptop screen that displayed the intricate collaboration project between Briggs Group and Shaw Group. “He conceded that an apology wasn‘ necessary.”

Frederick’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “But how does skipping the apology connect with our plan to expose his affair?” he queried, his voice tinged with confusion.

Sighing deeply, Freya replied, “I’m just too tired to keep up the fight, too drained to engage in further arguments.”

Originally, Kristian had insisted on an apology, and if she had gone public with everything, it would have appeared warranted. Even if he had instigated the conflict, she could have defended her actions as necessary. However, now that he had withdrawn his demand for an apology, if she still chose to expose his affair, she knew him well enough to predict his reaction. He wouldn’t easily let it slide.

Her concern deepened at the thought of his potential anger, which might be the least of her problems. The real Crisk lay in the possibility of their divorce proceedings hitting an impasse, or worse, him seeking revenge.

Considering Kristian’s formidable reputation in the business realm, she feared the repercussions of his retaliation could be severe.

“So we’re just supposed to accept this quietly?” Frederick asked, his tone laced with indignation on her behalf. “Just treat him like he doesn’t matter,” Freya suggested, a serene calm settling over her features as she spoke. “There’s no need to dwell on it.”

Frederick agreed, though his hesitation lingered, conceding to her reasoning.

Before disconnecting, he added with a hint of concern, “By the way, Freya, your sister keeps pestering me about when you’ll come back to Alerith. I told her to reach out to you herself, but she seems a bit hesitant.” Freya’s voice was calm and resolute through the phone. “I’ll return after we finalize the divorce on the 31st.” “Got it,” he replied simply.

With the conversation over, Freya redirected her attention to her work, her mind buzzing with strategies. Once the divorce was settled, she was poised to take on significant projects under Briggs Group, especially those intertwining with Shaw Group’s interests.

Her determination was clear: she would carve out a substantial profit.

The days unfolded quietly, a tranquil prelude to the storm that was brewing.

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< Chapter 61 Forcing Us Won’t Patch Up What’s Already Torn Apart

On a crisp Friday evening, Lionel called Kristian and Freya back home.

Without hesitation, Freya accepted the summons, respecting Lionel’s authority and perhaps curious about the purpose behind it.

Upon their arrival at the grand Shaw family estate, the butler welcomed Kristian and Freya with a nod and

guided them through the opulent halls.

This visit felt different, the usually bustling atmosphere was subdued, with Leonidas and Melinda notably absent. Only Lionel was present, along with Liam, who had just returned from his travels.

*Good evening, Grandpa,” Kristian called out as he made his way in.

Freya mirrored his gesture with a nod of her own.

“You’re here,” Lionel remarked, his voice tinged with a somber note that was unusual for him. The looming shadow of their impending divorce seemed to sap his usual vibrancy. “Please, sit with me, Freya.”

“Sure,” Freya replied, taking a seat beside him, intentionally avoiding the spot next to Kristian.

Across from them, Liam, dressed in casual attire, sported a roguishly handsome expression. A playful smile played on his lips, seemingly unaffected by the tense atmosphere.

“It’s been a while, Freya,” he said with a charismatic grin.

Freya returned the greeting with a brief nod.

Though her interactions with Liam had been sparse, meeting only a handful of times through the years, his presence was memorable. Much like Kristian, Liam possessed a distinctly striking allure.

The dinner that evening progressed with an air of restraint, the usual chatter dampened by unspoken tensions. Liam made a few light–hearted attempts to lift the spirits at the table, but Lionel’s usual warmth and smiles were conspicuously absent.

As the meal came to a close, Lionel set his fork down with a definitive clink and turned to Freya, his eyes a complex tapestry of emotions, his voice raspy with strain. “Freya… are you truly set on divorcing Kristian?”

“Yes…” Freya spoke, but the rest of her words lingered unspoken.

“I can’t bear the thought of losing you,” Lionel admitted, his voice thick with emotion. “You’ll be dearly missed.” “You can still visit, or call me, anytime you need,” Freya offered, her tone soothing.

Lionel leaned forward, his desperation clear. “But can you reconsider the divorce with Kristian?” His voice grew heavier, laden with a sorrow that seemed to age him in the moment. “If you stay, I promise Kristian will treat you right, and I’ll make sure Ashley is out of the picture.”

“Grandpa!” Kristian cut in, his displeasure evident.

“Shut up!” Lionel shot back sharply, his patience frayed.

In his view, Kristian was a worthless fool, who couldn’t even protect his own marriage.

“Lionel, forcing us won’t patch up what’s already torn apart,” Freya replied, her resolve firm. “I don’t love him anymore. A divorce is the healthiest choice for both of us.”

“She’s right,” Liam chimed in, his eyes briefly meeting Kristie’s where “Guys, the day thank has her dowen’t belong will only wound her BANDAY”

“Why don’t you join me for a while, Freya?” Liam insisted, offering her a knowing back that starty prosent an escape “I have some friends I think you should meet, twen after the Givorce, i’s ingate you Tax building your career.”

Lionel nodded, his expression solemn. “Alright.”

Do you feel bothered watching Freya being swept away by someone else?” Lionel’s tone was earnest, probing deeper into Kristian’s shielded heart. “Next Wednesday, the divorce decree will come through, and Freys will be free from you. Then, it’ll be someone else offering her comfort and support. You’ll be reduced to just a passing shadow in her life.”