She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 818:

“Mina…” he stammered, clearly flustered by Freya’s unexpected return. Would her daughter misconstrue the situation? He had permitted their entry solely because circumstances had forced his hand.

Freya glanced upward and proceeded forward with Ethel beside her. “Are you occupied with something important?”

From their current position, the living room remained obscured from view.

“Not particularly,” Hugh confessed, still uncertain about Cheryl and Vivien’s purpose for seeking him out. “Cheryl and Vivien mentioned needing to discuss something with me. Considering the heavy snowfall outside, I invited them inside to continue our conversation.”

Freya paused, contemplating this explanation.

The guards had explicitly stated that Hugh initially refused entry.

Those loyal men would never fabricate stories to her, which meant Hugh had ultimately failed to deter the women and now deliberately omitted mentioning his resistance.

“I understand,” Freya acknowledged with a measured nod.

Hugh’s anxiety bubbled to the surface. “You aren’t upset by this arrangement, are you?”

“Dad, I harbor no resentment, provided they neither dine nor lodge here overnight,” Freya responded with newfound serenity.

“Huh?” Hugh replied, somewhat taken aback by her tone. For reasons he couldn’t quite articulate, he sensed that Freya had undergone a profound maturation almost overnight.

“You remain the father to both Sheila and myself. There’s no need for such cautious navigation around us. You carry no outstanding debt to either of us.”

𝒢𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓍𝓉 → 𝓰aⳑ⧫𝗇𝗈⧫ν𝖊𝗅⧫𝘀⧫ⅽ⧫𝗈⧫𝗆

Contemplating their circumstances from a different perspective, Freya realized that had she occupied her parents’ position years ago, she might not have navigated their challenges any more successfully. The two families had been joined through a matrimonial obligation. Just as Hugh felt powerless against his…

Father, her mother couldn’t resist her own father’s influence. Both parents harbored genuine affections elsewhere but found themselves bound together by practical interests.

Their accomplishments within those constraints deserved genuine appreciation.

That Ethel and Freya had flourished throughout their childhood without veering toward negative paths already constituted remarkable success.

“Mina…” Hugh’s emotions grew increasingly complex as he absorbed her words.

After careful deliberation, Freya embraced him warmly, enfolding the father who had consistently worried about her welfare.

If only her mother still remained among them. Had she channeled all her energy into medical studies from an early age, might she have rescued her mother from death’s unyielding grasp when even Jacob stood helpless? Yet reality afforded no place for “what ifs.” Time refused to halt or reverse its course for anyone’s desires.noveldrama

Hugh’s posture stiffened momentarily before his eyes glistened with moisture, deeply moved by Freya’s heartfelt sentiment.

“Mina, I want an embrace as well,” Ethel interjected with characteristic brightness, effortlessly dissolving the emotional tension of this pivotal moment.

Hugh remarked with affectionate exasperation toward his daughters, “You are jealous even of your own father!”

“Mina belongs primarily to me,” Ethel declared playfully, her eyes dancing with mischievous delight. “I claim the greatest portion of her affection.”

Hugh responded by gently tapping her forehead.

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