She Took The House, The Car, And My Heart - Chapter 539

Chapter 539:

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“Yes,” Freya said calmly.

She pulled up Frederick’s contact, gave him instructions along with an address, and ended the call.

Watching her sort things out so efficiently, Kristian felt something press heavily against his chest, making it hard to breathe. Did she truly not want to stay with him, not even for a single night?

“After the third traffic light, drop me somewhere without cameras,” Freya instructed Gerard.

Gerard followed the command instinctively. “Okay.” Kristian’s expression turned frigid.

Gerard felt a chill run straight down his spine but said nothing, continuing to drive at a steady pace.

“If you get out now, what if it ruins the cover tomorrow?” Kristian tried reasoning one last time.

“It won’t,” Freya replied without pause. “As long as you don’t say anything, no one will know.”

She’d already briefed Frederick on how to handle any loose ends. She could leave safely.

“You changing your mind because of Melvin?” It was the only explanation Kristian could think of.

“No,” Freya replied with her usual bluntness, her voice cold. “I just don’t want to spend the night with you.”

Kristian’s breathing grew heavy, and the tension in the car thickened like a storm cloud.

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Gerard didn’t even dare to exhale too loudly, terrified that one misplaced breath would set his boss off.

The rest of the drive passed in absolute silence. When they reached the third traffic light, Gerard pulled over, and Freya stepped out without hesitation.

This time, Kristian didn’t stop her. He wasn’t one to beg, and he knew that no matter what he said, Freya wouldn’t budge. Once she made up her mind, no one could sway her.

“You guys go on ahead,” Freya said when she noticed Gerard still hadn’t moved. “Frederick’s coming soon.”

“It’s fine. We’ll wait until you’re in the car,” Gerard offered.

“Go,” Kristian said curtly.

Gerard hesitated. “You sure?”

Kristian didn’t respond, but one icy look from him said everything.

Gerard shivered under the weight of it and, not daring to argue, told Freya to call if anything came up before driving off.

Halfway through the drive, the tension snapped. Kristian turned on Gerard with a glare. “If you like Freya so damn much, why don’t you go work for her?”

“Don’t you like her?” Gerard shot back, skillfully dodging the actual question.

“Have I been too soft on you lately? Made you think I’m some pushover you can joke around with?” Kristian’s head was spinning with the image of Freya’s relaxed expression while talking to Melvin. How much trust did she have in that man to look so at ease?

Gerard glanced at Kristian through the rearview mirror before speaking, his tone light but pointed. “If you’re this hesitant to let Ms. Briggs go, why don’t you just ask her to stay?”

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