She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 94

Chapter 94 Admiration For Freya's Prowess

"What the hell are you doing just standing there?" Felipe's voice cut through the air with unmistakable authority.

"Get moving!"

As his command echoed, the bodyguards sprang into action, closing in on Freya.

"Wait!" The word sliced through the tension like a knife. Farrah's voice rang out just in time, halting everyone in

their tracks. All eyes darted to her as the bodyguards froze, their movements stilled.

Peering intently through a narrow gap between two guards, Farrah's eyes locked onto Felipe, who stood aloof and

imposing at a distance. "Why are you so set on getting rid of my child? If you can't stand it, why not just divorce

me?"

Felipe's expression hardened, his lips pressing into a rigid line as his gaze turned icy, masking a storm of

emotions.

"Your body's too fragile to handle a pregnancy," he blurted out, his voice strained but controlled, revealing his

concerns without wanting to deepen the rift between them. "I've spoken to doctors. Pursuing this pregnancy

could very well cost you your life."

Freya gasped, her heart skipping a beat as she turned to face Farrah.

A hollow, mocking laugh escaped Farrah, as if she'd just heard the most absurd thing imaginable. "Why can't you

just tellthe truth?"

"Do you doubt my words?" Felipe retorted, his eyes narrowing into slits, a dangerous edge creeping into his

tone.

Farrah's voice crackled with disbelief, her eyes sharp and challenging. "As a mother, wouldn't I know the

condition of my own child? My assistant accompaniedto every pregnancy checkup. The doctor was always

reassuring, confident the baby was in perfect health."

If there had been any risks, surely the doctor would have alerted her immediately.

Seriously? How could such a dire situation even be possible?

"Seize them!" Felipe bellowed, his voice a thunderous roar filled with rising hostility.

At his command, the bodyguards sprang into action. Two of them lunged toward Freya, while the others went

straight for Farrah, their intentions clear-they planned to forcibly restrain Farrah and get her onto the operating

table that very day.

But they had sorely underestimated Freya.

Freya, who had always favored her agility over brute strength, moved with lightning

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Chapter 94 Admiration For Freya's Prowess

through the air, connecting with a bodyguard's chest in a powerful, brutal kick.

Farrah stood frozen, her eyes wide as she witnessed Freya's unwavering dominance. Her initial sorrow quickly

morphed into sheer admiration.

Watching Freya in action, she wondered-was this fierce warrior really the swoman she had known for years?

Freya was relentless. Seizing the wrist of another bodyguard who dared approach Farrah, she twisted sharply.

The sickening snap of bones filled the air followed by the man's anguished scream.

With a fluid, practiced motion, she then unleashed another fierce kick, catapulting the bodyguard straight into

Felipe.

The confrontation was over in less than a minute, leaving Farrah and the onlookers frozen in shock.

Freya stood in front of Farrah like a fierce guardian, her glare at Felipe sharpening with every passing moment.

"Really? Attacking a pregnant woman? How low can you possibly sink?"

"Mr. Yates... that woman's a beast. We don't stand a chance against her."

"The way she fights... it's nearly as fearsas Mr. Shaw's." "Should we still proceed?"

The bodyguards shared uneasy looks, their anxiety palpable. They silently pleaded for Felipe to call off the

assault, craving an escape from this embarrassing standoff.

Felipe's fury was palpable, his voice booming across the space. "If you can't handle one woman, what use are

you to me?" The thought of Farrah being spirited away by Freya gnawed at him.

His bodyguards stood mute, their morale shattered.

Amid the tense silence, a defiant thought flickered through their minds. "If he's so capable, why doesn't he

handle it himself?"

Freya, ever perceptive, voiced their silent rebellion flawlessly. "Well, Felipe, if you think they're useless, perhaps

you should step in?"

A spark of admiration flickered in the bodyguards’ eyes, resonating with her challenge.

Felipe, catching the hopeful exchanges among his bodyguards, simmered with resentment, cursing under his

breath.

If Kristian hadn't ended up with such a fierce wife, Felipe doubted he'd be dealing with this nightmare.

"Considering you're Kristian's wife, | have no intention of clashing with you." He was desperately trying to

maintain his dignity amidst the escalating tension.

Around him, four of his bodyguards lay defeated, their attempts to subdue Freya futile. Felipe weighed his

chances soberly. He was no fool to rush into a losing battle.

Freya's eyes flashed fiercely, her voice icy as she retorted, "Don't bother sparing any thoughts for his sake. If

you've got the balls, bring it on."

If Felipe dared, she was ready to put him in his place for Farrah.

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Felipe stood, momentarily speechless, as her words sliced through the air.

"Mr. Yates, please, don't hold back. Go and defeat her,"

"That's right!"

"Con, Mr. Yates. She's just a woman-you can deal with her easily."

"You can do it!"

The cheers from the previously subdued bodyguards now rang out, emboldening the atmosphere, making sure

their voices reverberated throughout the vicinity.

Trapped in his predicament, Felipe knew engaging Freya in a duel was a direct path to humiliation. Yet, retreating

would stain his reputation, possibly making Farrah view him as a coward.

Turning to Farrah with a mix of desperation and earnestness, he attempted to shift the focus. "Farrah, have you

truly made up your mind, to leave with her?" His voice took on a serious tone, seeking to pierce through the

chaotic noise and reach a resolution.

In the past, Farrah might have wavered, caught in the throes of indecision over whether Freya was up to the

challenge of facing Felipe.

But now, her mind was crystal clear, awash with admiration for Freya's prowess.

When Felipe posed his question, Farrah's response was smooth, almost nonchalant. "We'll deal with that later.

What's important right now is your duel with Freya."

Felipe found himself at a loss for words again.

The crowd's gaze fixed on him, anticipation thick in the air as they awaited his decision.

Farrah's voice cut through the tension, light yet laced with a challenge. "If you're scared, just admit defeat."

Her tone, breezy and slightly mocking, seemed to cast a spell over Felipe, whisking him back to their first

encounter with that spirited, defiant girl he couldn't forget.

"I can't beat her," Felipe admitted bluntly, determined not to make a spectacle of himself. "But are you sure

about leaving with her?"

Freya's glance was a sharp, silent retort-her eyes practically rolling. If he couldn't beat her, then he'd better not

bother talking.

Understanding dawned on Felipe, his fingers curling into a subtle fist.

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"Let's go, Farrah," Freya said, her voice calm yet firm as she ushered Farrah to grab her phone before they

headed out. Nobody dared intervene, their fear of another beating keeping them frozen.

Felipe's eyes lingered on Farrah's back as she walked away, his words tangled on the tip of his tongue but never

spoken.

The bodyguards exchanged glances, tension palpable in their hesitant stance. As soon as the two women exited

the building, they turned to Felipe. “Mr. Yates, are we seriously going to let Mrs. Yates leave with Ms. Briggs

without even trying to stop her?"

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"Why don't you go and stop them?" Felipe retorted sharply, his voice laced with

frustration.

Mute and chastened, the bodyguards stood helplessly.

Just then, Felipe's assistant, who had been lingering nearby, stepped forward with

a respectful nod.

"Keep an eye on Freya and Farrah. Find out where they're staying," Felipe instructed, his voice low but

commanding.

He was firm in his belief that Freya couldn't possibly take Farrah away from him.

"Bring her back when the tis right."

"Got it," the assistant acknowledged with a crisp nod.

His gaze turned steely as he extracted his phone from his pocket, pausing thoughtfully before typing a message.

"Keep pushing your luck-I dare you. The consequences will be brutal."

Farrah caught sight of the text just as she stepped into Freya's neatly kept apartment, courtesy of a professional

housekeeper.

Freya invited her to sit and unwind, and as Farrah settled down, she glanced at

her phone.

She decisively chose to disregard Felipe's intimidating message.

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