She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 152

Chapter 152 Do You Still Care For Kristian

"Ignore him." Freya was as indifferent as always when it cto Kristian. "Where else do you want to go? Let's

go."

"Upstairs," Ethel replied.

“Alright.”

Without so much as a glance, the two of them carried on, leaving Kristian behind.

When they reached one of the stores, Ethel headed inside to try on sclothes. The sales assistant, noticing

Kristian standing outside, hesitated for a moment before nervously asking Freya, "Excuse me, is that man with

you?"

"No," Freya answered, her voice calm and composed. Her natural beauty, combined with the calm assurance in

her demeanor, made the sales assistant believe her without question.

The assistant lingered for a moment, then, with a hint of concern, warned Freya, "When you leave, be careful. He

seems to be following you."

"Alright, | appreciate the heads-up," Freya responded, her tone warm but distant.

Ethel picked out two pieces of clothing, and Freya helped carry them as they continued their shopping spree.

For the next few hours, Freya and Ethel kept up their shopping spree, with Ethel taking the lead in picking out

items. Whenever she found something that seemed perfect for Freya, she made sure to buy it for her sister as

well.

At four o'clock, Kristian watched them enter yet another store, his brow furrowing. He was genuinely curious

about how Ethel, so small and delicate, could shop for hours without tiring.

It wasn't exhaustion that bothered him; it was the strange, lingering looks he kept getting.

Those glances made him feel as though he were skind of creepy stalker.

Ten minutes later, as Freya and Ethel emerged from a store, Kristian approached them, unable to resist. "How

much longer are you planning to keep shopping?"

Both women looked at him, confused.

They couldn't quite grasp why he would ask such a question, especially since the length of their shopping

seemed utterly irrelevant to him.

"I have something to discuss with you," Kristian added, his gaze fixed on Freya.

"Did you forget what you promised me?" Freya remained calm, her emotions netrat

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presence.

"I haven't forgotten. | just want to explain sthings."

Freya remained as indifferent as ever. "There's nothing between us, so there's no need for any explanation. We

have no personal matters to discuss. If it's business, you should reach out to the president of Briggs Group."

Her words left Kristian speechless. No matter what he wanted to discuss, it was bound to be either something

personal or business-related.

The more distant she became, the more he felt drawn to her, wanting to break through her calm and to see

semotion, any emotion, in her eyes.

"Then let's not talk about us," he said, pulling out his phone. His lips parted

slightly, coldness still evident in his voice. "My grandpa askedto call him when

| saw you. He said he has something to discuss with you."

Freya was about to refuse, knowing she could contact Lionel herself, but before

she could, Kristian had already dialed the number.

Lionel picked up the phone swiftly, with Liam by his side.

His impatience was clear in his voice as he spoke. "Speak quickly. Don't interrupt my chess gwith Liam."

Kristian knew well that after his divorce from Freya, he was the least favored in his family. "Freya is with me," he

said flatly.

There was a brief silence on the other end.

"Put the phone on speaker. | have something to discuss with Freya!" Lionel's voice cquickly.

"Okay."

Ethel glanced at her sister, standing silently as she waited.

Lionel's voice boomed through the phone, each syllable laced with a familiar

warmth whenever he called Freya. "Is that you, Freya?"

"Yes, Lionel. It's me," Freya responded sweetly.

Kristian glanced at her, his grip on the phone tightening ever so slightly.

Lionel went on, "I need to ask you something. Are you free?"

"Yes, | am free," Freya answered.

"Do you still care for Kristian?" he asked, his voice casual but probing.

Both Kristian and Ethel looked at Freya, waiting for her response. They'd expected shesitation, but instead,

Freya answered with absolute certainty, "No, | don't care for him."

Her words hit Kristian like a blow to the chest. His breath caught in his throat.

How much must she truly dislike him to say those words so easily, without even a flicker of hesitation?

"You mean it?" Lionel asked.

Freya's response was firm. "Yes, | mean it."

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Chapter 152 Do You Still Care For Kristian

"If you truly don't care for him at all, I'll arrange a marriage for him." Lionel's voice dripped with contempt for

Kristian as he spoke, each word carefully measured. "Lately, a few of my friends have been askingabout

this."

Freya, keeping her composure, didn't comment too much. "You can handle it as you see fit."

"If you still have feelings for him, I'll make sure to hold onto him for you." No one could tell if Lionel's words were

sincere or not. "But since you don't care for him, I'll have to make the best use of his potential."

Freya remained silent, her thoughts unreadable.

Kristian's brow furrowed slightly, an edge of frustration creeping into his voice. "Grandpa, | can hear you."

"So what? I'm speaking the truth," Lionel replied bluntly. He wasn't the least bit guilty. "If you can't win Freya

back, obediently go for the arranged marriage."

"The Shaw Group doesn't need an arranged marriage to boost its development," Kristian replied coldly.

He wouldn't accept an arranged marriage for business purposes, no matter how much his family wanted it. "Of

course, the Shaw Group doesn't need it. If it did, it might as well go bankrupt," Lionel scoffed. "I'll give you three

more months. If you can't win Freya back, go for the arranged marriage. This matter is non- negotiable."

With that, Lionel hung up.

Kristian placed the phone down, his eyes still focused on the screen. He glanced

at Liam, who stood beside him. “Did | sound convincing enough?"

"More than enough," Liam said with a thumbs-up.

"Will Kristian resentfor this?" Lionel muttered, mulling over the thought.

Despite his disdain, Kristian remained the most accomplished and sensible of his generation.

"He'll be grateful.” Liam smiled. "He's probably secretly relieved, thankful you've given him a reason to connect

with Freya."

Liam had heard from Gerard that Kristian had agreed to compete in three challenges to remarry Freya, promising

not to disturb her until he won.

He couldn't understand Kristian's reasoning; even the strongest emotions would

fade without contact, yet Kristian had agreed to such terms.

It seemed utterly foolish.

"After my birthday, make sure to help him." Lionel was clearly worried. "He might never win Freya over by

himself."

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