She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 723:

Lawrence added, “You don’t have to worry about him clinging on. From what he told me, if you don’t want anything from him, he won’t bother you again.”

Sometimes, Kristian really was a walking contradiction. In business, he was razor-sharp, a man who never second-guessed himself. But when it came to love, he swung from one extreme to the other. He’d either follow his own impulses or put someone else’s feelings above all else. And strangely enough, with Freya, both extremes had manifested.

“Got it,” Freya murmured.

“So you’re taking him with you by choice?” Lawrence asked, still a little wary.

He didn’t want Freya to think this had been some kind of setup.

Better to play it safe—never know when he might need a favor, and holding a grudge was something K did well.

Freya gave a soft hum in reply.

She followed Lawrence to finish signing the discharge papers, then finally took Kristian away from Lawrence’s medical facility.

During the ride back, Kristian sat in the passenger seat in absolute silence. Every so often, though, he’d steal a glance at her.

His eyes flickered with tension, unease, and a touch of confusion. He acted just like a little kid.

“You are my sister, right?” he said quietly.

Freya glanced his way, keeping her focus on the road. “Yes. What’s on your mind?”

Kristian fidgeted with his hands, then asked in a soft, uncertain voice, “Do you not like me?”

Freya’s heart gave a sharp little jolt. She shoved aside the tangle of thoughts crowding her mind and asked, “Why do you say that?”

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“Just a feeling,” Kristian said in a low voice, the innocence in his tone almost childlike.

“Don’t overthink it,” Freya said, unsure how to respond. “When we get home, take a shower and get some rest. I’ll call your dad tomorrow to come pick you up.”noveldrama

Kristian said nothing. He simply lowered his head, quiet and withdrawn.

One thought looped through his mind—his sister didn’t like him.

Freya didn’t know how to handle Kristian anymore. After all, he’d gotten hurt saving her. The least she could do was take care of him until he got better.

But then came questions like that one. And she didn’t know how to answer. If she treated him like a child and tried to comfort him, what if he recovered and took it as…

A sign she still had feelings? But if she stayed distant, he was so sensitive now. At that age, kids picked up on the tiniest things.

Lost in thought, Freya drove them into the residential complex. When she got out of the car, Kristian followed closely behind, carrying his belongings, silent as a shadow.

They entered the elevator and rode it up to her apartment.

As fate would have it, just as they stepped out, they ran into Ellis, who was seeing Frederick out at his door.

Frederick’s eyes widened in sheer disbelief. “Freya, you…”

What was going on? Why was Freya suddenly back with Kristian?

“I brought him back so he can recover,” Freya said simply.

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