She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 776:

“Drop the act,” Ellis said flatly, calling him out without missing a beat. “I know you’re back to normal.”

Kristian wore a blank look, as if Ellis had started speaking in tongues. Did this guy really think he was a fool? If he admitted anything now, Ellis would run straight to Freya.

And worse—there were security cameras everywhere.

Until things softened between him and Freya, he had to keep pretending. Even in front of someone he couldn’t stand.

“You still won’t admit it?” Ellis raised a brow, caught a little off guard by how well Kristian was playing it.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Kristian replied, his voice curt and indifferent. “Let me out! I just want to be with Freya, and I don’t want your food—so stop forcing it on me!”

“Then you better spit it out,” Ellis said with a teasing smirk, his tone as casual as ever.noveldrama

Kristian glared at him. And then, without warning, he started hammering on the door like a storm.

“Let me out! I’m not staying here with you! Let me out now!”

He threw a full-on tantrum, thrashing like a kid desperate to escape someone he couldn’t stand.

Ellis stepped in front of him, cutting him off and stopping him from beating the door again. “It’s the middle of the night. Keep that up and you’ll wake the whole building.”

“Let me out of here.”

“No.”

They locked eyes. Neither budged.

𝗢𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺: 𝗀Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗺

Ellis wanted to see just how long Kristian could keep the charade going. Kristian, meanwhile, was calm beneath the chaos. He was putting on a scene, loud enough to draw Freya in, so he could play the poor, mistreated victim. He was intent on undermining Ellis’s place in her heart.

Freya had to be his. Only his.

“If you don’t let me out, I’ll tell Freya you’re up to something shady,” Kristian threatened, still clinging to the childlike facade.

Ellis’s lips curled into a slow, knowing smile. “Go ahead. Saves me from making a confession. And when I marry her, you can be our flower ‘kid’.”

Kristian stared at him, stunned speechless.

This man was impossible!

If he weren’t stuck playing a part, he would’ve given Ellis a serious piece of his mind right then and there.

“If you’re so committed to acting like a kid around Freya, then you’d better go sit on the sofa obediently,” Ellis said lazily, like he had all the time in the world. “She doesn’t like brats who throw tantrums.”

Kristian didn’t budge.

Ellis added, “Keep it up, and she’ll just ship you off.”

Kristian shot him a venomous look, then stomped to the sofa and plopped down like a sulking child.

But inside, his mind was racing. He was already plotting his next move. Ellis watched him comply, a faint frown flickering across his face.

Had Kristian tried to challenge him directly, Ellis could’ve told Freya everything—or even pulled up the security footage. But the kid’s little drama, while bratty, still looked just innocent enough.

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