She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 787:

Freya couldn’t quite find the words to describe what she was feeling.

Kristian had always been someone she placed her trust in—without question. Even when his mind had faltered and his memories slipped away, his sincerity had never wavered.

Until now, she found he was a liar. And that was something she simply couldn’t abide.

“Aside from this, is there something else he’s keeping from me?” Freya asked once more.

“Ms. Briggs,” Gerard finally spoke, aware that if she kept probing, she would piece everything together on her own. “I can tell you everything—but could you help Kristian pick out a security camera first?” He would never go against Kristian’s wishes, but deceiving Freya wasn’t something he was willing to do either.

So this was the only compromise he could offer. A fragile middle ground he had to maintain.

“A security camera?” Freya echoed, a bit perplexed.

“The one at his apartment isn’t functioning properly,” Gerard clarified, dropping the excuse he had leaned on the day before. “He wants to replace it.”

“Just get the same model as before and install it for him,” Freya responded casually, barely sparing it a second thought.

Gerard hesitated, trying to convey more without crossing a line. “If I choose it, it won’t serve the purpose. Why don’t you pick one instead?”

Freya paused. She didn’t know how to respond. She had just uncovered Kristian’s lies, and now Gerard was handing her the task of choosing a security camera? This was strange.

“If I pick one, will you tell me what you know about Kristian?”noveldrama

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll have Melvin select one and send it to you later,” Freya said, treating the matter as routine. “Just pretend you don’t know it was Melvin who picked it.”

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That wasn’t the outcome Gerard had hoped for. If that was how things would play out, then none of this made any difference.

“How about you pick one yourself and bring it over?” he suggested again.

“I’m busy,” Freya replied, clearly showing she had no intention of handling it herself.

After a few more brief words, Freya hung up the call. Her thoughts weren’t on the camera—her mind was tangled in Kristian’s deception.

This was something she needed to confront him about.

“Captain, did you know Kristian was lying?” Freya asked.

If he hadn’t suspected something, he wouldn’t have asked that question.

“I had my doubts,” Ellis admitted with a nod. “Last night, when I watched him eat, I started to suspect. Anyone who hadn’t eaten all day would have devoured their food. But if his appetite really was poor, he wouldn’t have reacted the way he did.”

Freya let out a long, heavy breath.

Ellis gave her shoulder a gentle pat, urging her not to stress too much.

“I’m going to talk to him,” Freya said, her eyes following the doctor as he exited the room. “And… I’m sorry about last night.”

Kristian’s lies were…

The more she dwelled on it, the more unsettled she became.

She walked straight into the room, her eyes landing on the man lying on the bed. Her gaze was complicated.

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