She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 667:

“I’m fine,” Freya said.

“Where’s Kristian?” Ellis pressed.

With a wound like that, time was critical.

“Lawrence Hayes took him,” she explained calmly. “He said he’d find the best doctor to treat him.”

Ellis felt a bit of tension ease from his chest.

He knew Lawrence. If he said he’d handle it, it meant Kristian was in capable hands.

“Good.” Ellis gave a nod, his posture relaxing. “Get in the car.”

“Okay.”

Once inside, Freya asked if Ellis had been injured. After he assured her he hadn’t, she let out a soft breath of relief.

The car headed towards Alerith.

It would take five to six hours to get there by road from Butterfly Island. With no nearby airport or high-speed rail, the highway was the fastest option.

Almost as soon as she sat down, an unshakable sense of unease crept in, intensifying as the miles passed.

Ellis caught the shift in her expression. “Something wrong?”

“No,” Freya said, inhaling deeply and forcing herself to refocus.

“The situation on Butterfly Island has been handled. Brendan and his men have been captured,” Ellis said, thinking she might be worried about that. “The bombs on the island and on the ship—those switches were destroyed. They’ll find all of them.”

“Good,” she said, though her tone remained quiet.

She didn’t ask how he knew about the bombs.

𝕆𝖗𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖆𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖔𝗇 gⲁⅼ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․𝚌𝗼𝗆

Their organization had state-of-the-art drones capable of micro-terrain scanning. It would’ve taken mere minutes to uncover any hidden explosives.

“Freya.”

“Were you scared?” Ellis glanced at her while keeping his eyes on the road.

Given her past, fear didn’t seem like something that would touch her easily. But something was clearly off.

Freya realized she wasn’t acting like herself and shook her head. “Not scared. Just wondering what kind of deal Kristian struck with Lawrence. A guy like that doesn’t offer help without getting something big in return.”

She remembered that the reinforcements Lawrence brought were nearly equal in number to Ellis’s. Without both sides, things wouldn’t have ended so cleanly.noveldrama

“We’ll look into it once we’re back,” Ellis replied, concerned about her state. “You should try to get some rest. I’ll wake you when we’re close.”

She wanted to refuse, but after two sleepless days, her body was giving in. The tension began to fade, and exhaustion took over.

“Alright,” she murmured, finally closing her eyes.

Throughout the five to six-hour drive, Ellis focused on the road. At some point during the drive, he received a call from Frederick confirming that Freya was safe and on her way back. The call was brief.

By the time they reached Alerith, it was past five in the afternoon.

Freya hadn’t slept long—she woke around two—but it helped.

She and Ellis took the elevator up in silence. Maybe it was the weight of everything they’d been through, or maybe their minds were just too full. Either way, neither spoke.

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