She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 224

Chapter 224 Do You Regret Divorcing Freya

Kristian's brows creased ever so slightly as he stared down at the pile of documents spread before him-just

enough to betray the quiet storm of disbelief brewing inside him. He hadn't expected Norah to be so cunning and

calculating.

In that instant, everything snapped into focus. He realized, painfully, that he had misjudged Freya all along

"Set up a meeting with Norah Russell," Kristian blurted, his voice sharp with urgency.

Gerard gave a quick nod. "Alright."

As Gerard exited the room, Kristian's gaze stayed locked on the thick stack of paperwork in his hands.

The weight of the revelations hit harder than anything he'd ever faced.

He couldn't wrap his head around how Norah had managed to keep such a perfect mask in place.

Norah was Damon's little sister. She was the last person Kristian ever thought capable of something like this. He

never imagined she would go to such great lengths to set Freya up.

The two women had no visible connection at all.

His thoughts spun in chaos as he lifted a hand to his forehead, the regret seeping out of him like a slow bleed.

Scenes from the past crushing back-every doubt he'd thrown at Freya, the harsh words, the way he'd

dismissed her pleas. She had tried to explain. And how had he treated her? He'd never trusted her.

The more he thought about it, the tighter his chest became, until it felt like he couldn't draw in a full breath.

He realized Freya had been right. All along. It was he who had changed, not her. She had remained constant-

true to herself from beginning to end.

The heaviness in his chest sank lower, dulling into a lingering ache.

When Gerard returned to give his report, he found Kristian seated with his head bowed low, eyes still fixed on

the stack of damning papers. The air in the room felt suffocating, thick with unspoken regret-like a child quietly

lamenting a mistake that couldn't be undone.

Gerard exhaled softly and slipped out without saying a word, gently shutting the door behind him, leaving

Kristian alone with the consequences.

Life has a way of balancing itself. Gains and losses, cause and effect. Every decision carries its cost. Sooner or

later, everyone pays.

Kristian and Freya-two souls meant to cross paths, but never meant to walk the sroad.

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For the next hour, Kristian didn't move from his office chair. He sat steeped in silence, buried in thought.

Gerard kept watch outside, intercepting those looking for signatures or direction, scribbling down their questions

and bundling up the paperwork for later.

Freya's heartbreak had likely happened six months ago. But for Kristian, it started today.

Thankfully, he didn't drown in the misery for long. By six o'clock, he had finished reviewing the documents and

called Gerard back in.

"How's the contact going?" Kristian asked, his voice steady but rougher than usual, the rasp unmistakable.

"Miss Russell hasn't picked up," Gerard responded.

Kristian didn't flinch. His tone stayed even as he gave his next order. "Get in touch

with Josiah Russell. Tell him | need to speak with Norah."

Norah's father was abroad-not that he'd be of much help anyway.

As for Damon, he had his own mess to sort through.

"Understood," Gerard replied, making a quick note of the instruction. He then offered a stack of files and a list.

"Here are the documents needing your signature, along with the questions from the senior execs."

Kristian accepted the files wordlessly, skimmed through them, and signed without hesitation.

He answered the questions in short, clipped sentences.

By the the was done, it was already past seven.

"You don't need to wait up for me. Head home," Kristian said, his tone flat and detached.

Gerard lingered for a second. "You sure?"

"Yeah."

“Alright.”

"Mhm."

Their exchange was brief-devoid of their usual rhythm. Kristian wasn't in the mood for small talk today.

Gerard couldn't help but feel a flicker of sympathy. Still, he knew better. Kristian had brought this on himself.

Even so, Gerard gave him a silent three seconds of

pity.

Before heading out, he paused. "Should we loop in Ms. Briggs? She's been digging into this as well."

"Not yet," Kristian answered firmly. "Once I've taken care of everything, you can

tell her. Think of it as... my way of making things right."

He knew Freya was more than capable of uncovering the truth on her own.

But this time, he wanted to take responsibility.

It was Norah's meddling that had sparked so many of their misunderstandings.

"Understood," Gerard replied, then took his leave.

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Chapter 224 Do You Regret Chorcing freya

That evening, Kristian made plans to meet up with Zander, who was in Alerith for

a shoot, and the two caught up over drinks.

in the dim, private room of a nightclub, Kristian downed glass after glass, finishing off an entire bottle with

practiced ease

When he reached for another, Zander gently placed a hand over his. "You know drinking won't fix anything

What's going on?"

Kristian didn't respond. His gaze was unreadable, distant.

He opened the second bottle anyway and poured himself another drink.

Zander didn't try to stop him again. He simply toyed with the rim of his glass and mused aloud, "You've never

failed at work. And even if you had, you wouldn't let it get to you. Your family's fine, everyone's healthy. So it's

not that."

Kristian emptied his glass but didn't refill it this time.

"So it's either Freya or Ashley," Zander guessed.

He'd been too busy filming to keep up with Kristian's personal life. He had no idea

how things had ultimately

turned out.

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"What kind of person do you think Freya is?" Kristian asked suddenly.

"I don't know her well," Zander replied. He never formed opinions without reason.

"But from what little I've seen, she seems like a good soul."

Kristian let out a dry, bitter laugh.

Even someone who barely knew her seemed to understand her better than he had.

"We're divorced," he said after a pause, his voice raspy and worn.

"Then you should focus on your future with Ashley," Zander said without judgment. "We all have to live with the

choices we make. No use dwelling on the past."

Kristian's fingers tightened around his glass. "We never got back together." Zander turned to him, a look of quiet

confusion spreading across his face.

"She cback tounder false pretenses," Kristian muttered, voice rough. “If | hadn't been so stubborn-so

obsessed with holding on to my first love-and had chosen to value Freya instead... would things have ended

differently?"

He pictured a life where he and Freya built a quiet, comforting htogether-a place untouched by chaos or

doubt.

She would be free to chase her dreams, unburdened, while he took on the weight of providing for their shared

life.

There would be no fights, no distance between them-only the gentle rhythm of a family in perfect harmony. "If

you were so smitten with your first love, you

should've never gotten involved with Freya in the first place,"

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Chapter 224 Do You Regret Divorcing Freya

Zander said, his tone frank.

Kristian didn't reply. He couldn't find the words to capture the mess inside his

chest. All he felt was an overwhelming sense of misery.

"Do you regret divorcing Freya?" Zander asked quietly.

"I hurt her more than | can even explain," Kristian confessed, voice thick with

remorse. "And today... | finally saw the truth. From the very beginning, I've been wrong. So completely wrong."

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