She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 696:

If not for what happened back then, she and Kristian would’ve been the kind of couple people envied.

Freya paused for a moment before continuing. “There’s something I’d like you to do for me.”

“Go ahead,” Gerard said.

“When Kristian comes back, don’t tell him I had anything to do with Shaw Group’s affairs. Don’t mention a thing.” Freya didn’t want to get into another argument with Kristian. “Just say it was all you.”

Gerard looked puzzled. “Why?”

Shouldn’t Kristian know who helped him?

“He doesn’t want anything to do with me. He doesn’t want to owe me.” Freya didn’t sugarcoat it, even though she knew Gerard wouldn’t fully understand. “If he finds out after he recovers, it’ll only cause more conflict.”

She was done fighting. She just wanted Kristian to get better, and when that day came, they’d go back to being strangers—just the way he wanted.

Gerard pressed his lips into a thin line, wanting to speak but holding back. All he managed was, “Alright.”

“If you need anything, call me,” Freya said, handing him the signed agreement. “Anytime.”

“Okay.” Gerard accepted it.

Once Freya left, Gerard finally made his way to Kristian’s office.

Lately, he had taken over most of the responsibilities in the office himself. There was no way he could pass the reins back to the branch leader—one wrong move and everything could unravel.

With Kristian still undergoing treatment, Gerard had to stay sharp and keep a tight grip on everything.

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More than anything, he couldn’t let word get out about Kristian’s condition. Isaac had been crystal clear—no leaks, not even a whisper.

Truthfully, Gerard didn’t need to stress so much. The moment it became apparent that Kristian wouldn’t recover anytime soon, Freya had already put online safeguards in place. Anything concerning Kristian was blocked before it even had a chance to surface.

She’d done all of it to keep Melinda and Lionel in the dark, to spare them the worry.

After leaving the office, Freya returned to her car. She dropped into the driver’s seat, leaned back, and let her thoughts drift aimlessly. It was only today, through Gerard, that she pieced together what Jacob meant about Kristian’s earlier fever before the last one.

She hadn’t known that her forgiveness had affected him so deeply, or that on the day she told him she was being taken away, he had still been lying in a hospital bed, burning with fever and hooked up to an IV.

He had been running a dangerously high fever for days, and before it finally broke, he had sat on the beach, enduring the cold sea breeze all night, making things only worse.

If not for that, perhaps the gunshot alone wouldn’t have caused such damage.

The thought left a knot in Freya’s chest.

She didn’t know how it had all unraveled like this. If she had known, from the moment she signed those divorce papers, she should’ve disappeared somewhere quiet—no laptop, no phone, nothing.

Maybe then things wouldn’t have spiraled this far.

A soft tap on the window pulled her from her thoughts.

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