She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 151

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She Took The House, The Car, And My Heart

Chapter 151 Your Ex Is Trailing Us

Hugh's guilt gnawed at him more and more as Cheryl kept being so considerate.

There was no way he could disregard Freya's opinion and marry Cheryl. If he did, his relationship with Freya

might never recover. All he could do was wait and see how it played out.

After stepping out of the private room, Freya made her way straight toward the restaurant's exit.

Ethel dashed after her in an instant, her eyes glinting with that usual sparkle. "Hold up! Why are you speeding

off like that? | can barely keep up!" Catching up to her, Ethel blurted out the words in one go.

Freya threw a glance over her shoulder, not spotting Hugh or Cheryl, and asked, "Why did you cout?"

"Because I'm your trusty sidekick," Ethel replied with a mischievous grin, her hair done up in two braids with

wispy bangs that made her look adorably cheeky.

Freya reached out and gave Ethel's hair a gentle tousle.

The two of them strolled out of the restaurant side by side.

Instead of heading straight home, they wandered into a nearby shopping mall.

At first, Ethel chatted away about silly little things, but before long, she circled back to what really mattered. "Oh

right, Freya-what did you mean back there in the private room? Did you figure something out?"

Hugh wouldn't be the right one to ask something like this, and even if he did, Freya probably wouldn't answer.

But Ethel? She was perfect for it. She was Freya's closest confidante, after all.

"Has Cheryl always dressed the way she did today?" Freya asked as they walked, eyes casually scanning the

displays.

"Not really. She only started dressing like that about a year ago," Ethel said after thinking for a moment. Then

she tilted her head. "Why? Is something wrong?"

Freya hesitated while picking out a scarf for Ethel. "Don't you think her style reminds you of someone?"

"Remindsof someone?" Ethel repeated, rubbing her chin and mentally flipping through everyone she knew.

And then, she froze.

Her eyes grew wide, and slowly, she lifted her gaze. "You mean... Mom?"

"Yeah." Freya nodded, keeping the conversation going. "Her clothes, her jewelry, even her makeup-it's all eerily

similar to Mom's."

"Now that you mention it, | do remember something," Ethel murmured, her brows drawing together.

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Freya turned toward her, attentive. "What is it?

"The first t| met her, the way she spoke to me-it was just like how Mom used to. Her tone, her mannerisms,

everything." Ethel said, her unease deepening with each word. "At the time, | was upset that Dad had brought

someone hso quickly, but Cheryl was always so kind to me, | didn't feel like | could complain

Thinking back now, she realized that maybe Cheryl had been putting on a show from the start-trying to lower her

guard.

Ethel suddenly felt naive. "Do you think she's been mimicking Mom on purpose just to win over Ded?"

"I don't know," Freya admitted with a shake of her head.

Whether Cheryl was doing it intentionally, or Hugh was the one picking out clothes and accessories to match her

mom's style-Freya couldn't say for sure.

Either way, it made her feel sick.

Ethel was still lost in her thoughts when her eyes landed on two familiar figures ahead, and she cto a

sudden stop.

Wasn't that Freya's ex? Why on earth was he out shopping with another woman? "Freya, let's head over there,"

Ethel said quickly, tugging on Freya's arm.

She didn't want Kristian getting the chance to speak to her sister again. "There's nothing interesting here."

Freya watched her sister scurry ahead, confused for a moment.

Just as she was trying to figure out what was going on, a clear, slightly surprised voice rang out, calling her

name. "Freya?"

Ethel let out a quiet curse under her breath.

Freya blinked in confusion.

Both of them halted in place.

Freya turned toward the sound and spotted Kristian first, dressed in a sharp suit and carrying his usual cold,

distant air. Then her eyes landed on the elegant young woman beside him-Norah.

If it hadn't been for Norah's call that time, Freya wouldn't have known Felipe had taken Farrah to the hospital

Ethel, watching the scene unfold, leaned in to whisper to her sister, "Freya, do you know her?"

"Yeah, we've met," Freya said flatly, her tone void of warmth.

"lI wasn't expecting to see you here," Norah walked up to them. "How's Farrah doing these days?

Freya gave a small nod. "She's doing well."

"Glad to hear it."

They exchanged a few polite words.

Ethel, who wasn't exactly great at hiding her thoughts, kept glancing between Kristian and Norah, genuinely

intrigued about how those two had ended up together.

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Chapter 151 Your Ex Is Trailing Us

She knew Norah was Damon's younger sister-the president of the Russell Group. But had Kristian really moved

on already?

"Don't get the wrong idea. My grandpa asked Kristian to go shopping with me," Norah explained with a gentle

air, keeping things relaxed.

Then she turned to Kristian and added, "I'll continue shopping with Freya Xou don't have to stay with me."

"It's fine," Kristian replied, his gaze fixed on Freya from the moment he saw her. His voice was calm. "I've got

time."

Norah felt a flicker of awkwardness but she understood-Kristian's heart still belonged to Freya.

As she mulled it over, her eyes drifted towards Kristian, and she said, "Would you

mind waiting here a minute? | need to use the restroom."

Kristian answered simply, "Alright."

And with that, Norah disappeared down the corridor.

"Out shopping with your sister?" Kristian asked casually.

Freya shot back dryly, "No."

And that was that.

She had no interest in lingering near Kristian, so she told Ethel, "Let's go."

"Okay!"

Ethel never argued when it cto her sister.

Kristian frowned ever so slightly, torn on whether to follow. But then he remembered Norah's grandfather had

entrusted him with accompanying her, so he hesitated.

Just then, a message pinged in.

Norah had texted, "I've made plans with my friends. You can accompany Freya instead."

Reading the message, Kristian didn't waste another second. He turned and

headed in the sdirection Freya had gone. He didn't know what exactly drove him-only that if he let her walk

away again without doing something, he'd feel hollow inside.

Over the past few days, he'd been paying visits to Lionel's old friends, as Lionel had requested. He wasn't sure

what Lionel had told them, but every visit ended with someone trying to set him up with their granddaughter.

Norah's grandpa was no exception.

Ethel happened to glance back and spotted Kristian following them. She leaned toward Freya and whispered,

"Freya, your ex is tailing us."

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