She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 77

Chapter 77 Weren't You Aware Of Their Friendship

Freya had just wrapped up her conversation with Kristian and even pressed a swift kiss to Charlie's cheek.

Kristian, seething with a silent rage that seemed to boil his very blood, was jolted awake by the disturbance.

Irritated, he flicked his eyes to his phone, checking the time. The glowing digits showed it was only five in the

morning. Sighing deeply, he massaged his weary temples, his fingers tracing circles of weariness. With a huff, he

grabbed his coat and strode over to the room where Liam was dozing. Pushing the door open with more force

than necessary, Kristian's shadow fell over Liam. In a single, fluid motion, he nudged Liam off the bed.

This taround, his sleep could be noticeably more peaceful.

Liam hit the floor with a thud, his confusion painting his face in the dim light. What had just happened? And why

on earth was he lying on the floor?

These questions barely had tto form in his groggy mind before he dismissed them, too drowsy to care. He

simply rolled over and nestled into the plush, warm carpet, finding comfort.

As dawn broke, Farrah's eyes fluttered open first.

With the early signs of pregnancy ebbing into a phase of unpredictable sleep patterns, she found herself waking

up with the sun more often than not. After freshening up and slipping into her day clothes, she made her way

downstairs.

Settled in the living room, she was busy thumbing through messages on her phone when a cold, displeased

voice cut through the morning stillness. "Why are you here?"

Farrah paused, her heart skipping a beat.

She looked up to find Felipe standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable but his eyes sharp with an icy

disapproval.

in that instant, her face mirrored a flicker of uncertainty, and she instinctively stood up from the sofa, as if

readying herself for confrontation.

“....."” she began, her voice faltering. The sight of Felipe's stern face reminded her of the task he had previously

assigned to her

"How could | have been so blind to your tricks? You even managed to slip into a private gathering." Felipe's

misunderstanding brewed a storm within him as he stepped closer, his presence chilling "What are you up to? Is

it Kristian you're after, or are you getting involved with Trent Seymour and Liam, too?"

Farrah hurried to clarify, shaking her head gently. "Actually, Mr. Seymour instructedto cand take care

of."

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His anger erupted like a sudden gust, voice hard and cutting. "He just snaps his fingers, and you rush over like a

loyal servant? Tell me, did you sleep in his room all night?"

"No Farrah responded sharply, desperate to crush the swirling assumptions. "He needed my help with..."

"Did you get rid of the child?" Felipe interjected ruthlessly, his tone hollow, eyes locked on hers with an intensity

that weighed down the air between them.

Farrah's posture tensed, an instinctive reaction making her take a cautious step back.

It seems you couldn't do it," Felipe noted, his voice eerily calm yet oppressively cold.

Retreating another step, Farrah faced him squarely, her voice trembling but firm. "This child is mine. You have no

right to forceto get rid of it.”

Felipe's retort was laced with scorn. "And when you were betraying me, did you think about that?” His stare was

piercing voice dripping with derision. "Don't worry, I'll make sure it's taken care of myself. And don't think

threatening to end your life will stopthis time."

This time, he was resolute, his tolerance worn thin, determined not to let her get what she wanted.

Farrah was losing her composure, her thoughts crashing into one another. "Go ahead, | dare you!"

Felipe's response was a cold, challenging smirk. "Just wait and see." His eyes, usually warm and engaging when

in the company of others like Kristian, now blazed with a chilling intensity.

Farrah's voice cracked, the words struggling for power. "If you dare harm my child, | will despise you until my last

breath. Her threat hung flimsy and unconvincing in the air, a desperate bluff she knew held no sway over Chim

A sharp ache twisted in Felipe's chest, a fleeting sign of inner turmoil, yet his expression was stone-impassive

with a veneer of icy amusement. "Despise me

all you want," he retorted evenly, his voice a low growl. "That child has no place in my world."

With calculated calm, he pulled out his phone and dialed swiftly, directing his assistant to get a private hospital

ready for an urgent procedure-an abortion. He announced that he would be bringing Farrah there shortly

Farrah's heart seized with panic. She could tell Felipe's decisions were set in stone, his will unyielding.

Trapped in the sprawling, secluded suburbs, escape was a fantasy.

The villa, brimming with his allies, offered no refuge. There was nobody she could trust, nobody to whom she

could turn for help.

And Freya Freya had suffered enough at Kristian's hands. Farrah's resolve hardened; she could not, would not,

drag her friend deeper into this nightmare.

Felipe's voice cut through her thoughts, icy and commanding. "So, Farrah, do we need to do this the hard way, or

will you cquietly?" His footsteps echoed ominously, each one like a hammer to Farrah's fragile heart,

igniting a suffocating fear and a desperate urge to escape.

"You can't just decide to terminate this pregnancy," Farrah stated, her eyes brimming with urgency, her fingers

clutching her phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white. "You are the father."

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Felipe let out a derisive scoff.

The scorn in his gaze intensified as he gently caressed her chilled cheek. "I was overseas on business during that

time. How the hell could you possibly be carrying my child?

Tears welled up in Farrah's eyes, her lips trembling as she fought back sobs.

"If you get rid of this child and remain loyally at my side, I'll give you everything you desire. Fame? | can make

that happen too." His fingers, surprisingly warm, brushed away her tears, his voice softening to a coaxing

whisper.

Farrah shook her head defiantly, her resolve hardening.

She didn't crave the allure of fame, nor did she wish to remain ensnared by his side. All she yearned for was the

life blossoming within her.

"Just listen to me," Felipe muttered, his voice a dangerous blend of temptation and threat as he stepped closer.

"Let's go to the hospital together."

"lI won't go," Farrah declared firmly, stepping back to put space between them. A wave of panic washed over her,

more intense than ever before.

Felipe's hand lingered in the air, still warm from their contact, his eyes darkening, his tone chilling. "Don't make