She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Liam's Persuasion

Once everything was in order, Freya grabbed the car keys and set off to pick up Kristian. It was the scar she

had borrowed from him during her last visit to the hospital, when she had gone to pick up Farrah

She quickly glanced at the documents resting on the passenger seat, ensuring nothing was amiss, before

starting the car.

But just as she turned the corner, she spotted Liam leaning casually against his car right outside the residential

area. He had parked in a way that blocked her only exit, forcing her to lower her window and ask him to move.

She had no interest in why he was there or in any conversation he might want to start.

"Freya, | didn't mean to block your way," Liam said, strolling over and casually leaning against the window of her

car. “Grandpa misses you and wants to play a gof chess with you."

"That's a lie," Freya immediately called him out.

She knew Lionel was aware of the divorce today, and since he had already agreed to it, he wouldn't be trying to

stop it now.

Liam was clearly just fabricating a story.

Liam scratched his face with his index finger and gave her a mischievous smile. "Actually, it's my parents. They

want to have another meal with you."

"Really?" Freya raised an eyebrow, unconvinced.

"Of course," Liam insisted, keeping up the act. "If you don't believe me, | can call them right now."

Freya placed one hand on the steering wheel and asked, "Are you just trying to delay the divorce?"

Considering Isaac and Melinda's personalities, if Liam truly reached out to them, they would undoubtedly help

him cover up the lie. Therefore, making that call seemed completely unnecessary.

"Kristian has agreed to this. Why are you trying to stop it?" she asked, her voice tinged with confusion.

Liam was left speechless. How could he possibly react to such a thing?

"If you keep blocking my way, I'll add a clause to the divorce settlement saying all Kristian's luxury supercars are

mine," Freya issued a threat, fully aware of Liam's deep affection for cars. "Knowing your brother, he wouldn't

disagree."

Liam cto a halt, then shrugged it off with a calm demeanor. "What are you talking about? If you want a

divorce, I'll show you the way."

"Let's pick up Kristian at his place first."

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“Sure,” Liam replied, his tone surprisingly obedient. He led the way, driving smoothly toward Kristian's villa.

Kristian's garage housed a collection of rare, limited-edition luxury supercars-vehicles that weren't even

available for sale on the market anymore.

As they made their way to Kristian's villa, Liam caught a glimpse of the car behind him in the rearview mirror.

After a moment of contemplation, he made up his mind to call Kristian.

Kristian wasn't in the mood to answer any calls today, least of all from his younger brother.

"What's up?" Kristian's voice sounded tired and raspy, like he had just woken up. Liam drove on, his eyes fixed

on the road. "Are you really going through with the divorce?" he asked.

Kristian remained silent. Liam had touched a nerve.

"I can help you delay things," Liam offered, outlining his terms. "But you'll need to promisethat if Freya

wants all your luxury supercars, you'll refuse."

"I don't need them," Kristian replied coldly.

Liam opened his mouth to say more, but before he could, Kristian had already ended the call.

Kristian stared at the transparent folder on the table, filled with all the divorce paperwork.

While he might not understand Freya fully, he knew enough to recognize her resolve.

Even if the divorce were delayed today, it would happen tomorrow.

Since Freya didn't want to be with him, there was no sense in trying to force it. Kristian had no interest in a

marriage plagued by constant conflict.

Having waited for more than an hour, Freya finally arrived, just after three. Liam opened the door for her and led

her inside, chattering away. “Freya, are you sure about this? A man as handsome, wealthy, and fit as my brother

is a rare gem. If you divorce him, you'll never see such a fine face again. Isn't that a loss?" Freya paused, giving

him a look that clearly said she wasn't buying it. "Weren't you the one encouraging my divorce before?"

"Encouraging it is one thing," Liam replied, still as carefree as ever, "but | don't want you to miss out on

something this good. I'm just helping you weigh the pros and cons of divorce."

"Who said that getting divorced means | have to remarry?" Freya didn't bother confronting him about his true

motives.

Up until today, Liam had held out a sliver of hope for Kristian, partly out of curiosity about how things would play

out,

But now that divorce day had arrived and it was clear Kristian and Freya's relationship wasn't going to improve,

Liam felt compelled to intervene.

"If you don't remarry, people will say you can't get over my brother," Liam continued. "They'll think you're too

proud to reconcile with him." Freya let out a weary sigh.

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"You're the only one who would say that," she muttered.

Yet Liam had a point. After divorcing Kristian, it would indeed be hard to find someone as handsas him.

Trent was also good-looking. But when compared to Kristian's almost ethereal appearance, Trent's charm fell just

a little short.

Moreover, Kristian had an aura about him that few could replicate.

As she pondered these thoughts, Freya walked into the living room and saw Kristian sitting on the sofa, waiting

for her.

He was dressed in a sharp, well-tailored suit, with a few stray locks of hair falling over his forehead, adding an

effortlessly charming touch to his appearance. Upon seeing Freya, he picked up the folder and said, "Let's go."

"Fine," Freya replied with a simple word.

They both got into the car. Liam stood at the door, watching them leave. Once the car disappeared from view, he

took out his phone and sent a text message to his family. "They're off to get divorced."

The three recipients read the message with a mixture of emotions, but ultimately, they accepted the reality.

They decided not to interfere with Kristian's relationship.

The car drove towards the courthouse, with Freya at the wheel and Kristian in the passenger seat. Neither of

them spoke during the drive.

It was an hour's journey from Kristian's house to the courthouse. Kristian held the folder in his hand and glanced

sideways at Freya, noticing she seemed calmer than usual. He asked, "No turning back?"

He didn't specify what he meant, but Freya understood.

"No turning back," she answered simply.

"The money has been transferred by Gerard, and the villa in the suburbs is now in your name. The most

expensive luxury supercar is in the garage of that villa," Kristian said, his voice steady, though his eyes

darkened.

"Okay," Freya replied.

"The villa's entry code is your birthday. The car keys and the spare villa keys are

in the mailbox outside, with the scode," Kristian continued.

Freya gave a small nod. "Okay."

"The other keys are in the key tray at the villa's entrance," Kristian added.

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