She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 922:

Drawing in a long breath, he finally swiped to pick up. “Hello, what’s so urgent this late at night?”

“Are you at your lab?” Kristian’s voice came through steady, eerily flat.

“At a friend’s place.” Lawrence kept it brief, his tone warm but guarded.

“What’s going on?”

“Freya told me what you two talked about.” Kristian leaned back slightly against the bedframe, a storm flickering behind his calm gaze.

“I’ll come see you tomorrow. Don’t mention it to her.”

Lawrence blinked, clearly thrown. “What for?”

“To get my memories back,” Kristian said, his voice quiet but firm. If he hadn’t known that Freya was with Ellis, maybe he would’ve stayed—clung to the hope of reclaiming a place in her heart.

But now, there was no need.

He could see Ellis was good to her—steady, dependable. With him by Freya’s side, Kristian could finally let go.

So it was better this way. Let the old Kristian return. After all, Freya had always just wanted him to be okay.

“What?” Lawrence thought for a second he’d misheard.

“Get my memories back,” Kristian repeated calmly. “Once that happens, will I go back to the way I was?”

Lawrence was still catching up but answered, “More or less.”

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“Then be ready. I’ll come over tomorrow morning.” Kristian’s voice stayed even, but the thought of never seeing Freya again made his chest feel strangely hollow. “That’s all. I’m hanging up.” He was just about to end the call when Lawrence cut in.

“Wait!”

Kristian paused, silent.

“Why now? Why are you suddenly okay with restoring them?” Lawrence’s instincts kicked in, alert and uneasy. “Did Freya say something? Or is there another reason?”

“You know me better than anyone, don’t you?” Kristian replied coolly.

Lawrence froze.

Kristian didn’t waste another word. The call ended.

Lawrence stood frozen, those parting words echoing in his head. What the hell was this? By every logical measure, Kristian should’ve still been obsessed with Freya—possessive, unrelenting.

When Freya said that she would leave the decision up to Kristian, Lawrence had seen it as a dangerous gamble. In his view, Kristian would never go along with it.

So what had changed? What on earth had made Kristian back off now? His own intervention should’ve ensured Kristian prioritized Freya above everything else.

He wanted to ask Freya directly, but Kristian’s words stopped him cold. Kristian might act sweet and obedient in front of Freya, but if Lawrence dared expose anything to her, the fallout would be catastrophic.

With his thoughts in chaos, Lawrence’s feelings were fixed.

He had felt disheartened before, when Freya and Jacob dismissed his work. But now he was on the edge of doubting all of it.

Kristian’s behavior had thrown his entire theory off.

Grabbing his phone, Lawrence walked out. The living room was deserted, so he climbed the stairs and found Jacob upstairs, still reading.

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