She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 149

Chapter 149 Agreed To Meet Cheryl

Melvin flicked his eyes to the rearview mirror, catching the silence radiating from Freya like a heavy fog "Is

something troubling you?" he asked, his voile calm but curious.

“No,” Freya murmured, easing back into her seat and pinching the bridge of her nose. You don't have to pretend

to be my boyfriend anymore. | cleared things up with Kristian last night."

"All right,” Melvin responded without hesitation, accepting her words with ease. Feeling drained, Freya let her

eyes drift shut, hoping for a moment's peace.

Seeing Brady again had stirred long-buried memories.

She was never officially enlisted in the military-just an ordinary civilian who could be summoned when needed,

then allowed to return to a life that looked normal from the outside. It had been ages since she'd last gone on

a mission.

As the car continued on, Melvin couldn't shake the sense that something was off about her today. Instead of

heading to the office, he quietly redirected the car toward her home, where Hugh and Ethel lived.

Freya said little.

Once they arrived, she went upstairs without a word and went straight to bed.

Today, it was only her and Hugh at home, Ethel had returned to campus for classes.

After passing the company's reins to Alan, Hugh spent most of his tat home, occasionally sneaking away to

visit someone who clearly meant a great deal to

him.

"Mina," he called out, summoning the nerve just as she reached the stairs.

Ethel had once suggested that if he wanted to rebuild his relationship with Freya, he had to speak more often.

Freya paused, hand resting on the banister, and glanced down. "What is it?"

"Can we sit down and talk? Hugh asked, cautiously, his face tinged with unease. "It's been ages since we just

talked or even watched TV together."

Those words gave Freya pause.

Images of a younger Hugh sitting beside her during her childhood, trying to cook despite his utter lack of skill,

surfaced in her mind.

Despite the resentment simmering in her heart, she cback downstairs.

He had let her mother down, but he had still been a decent father.

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Chapter 149 Agreed To Meet Chery!

Seeing her cdown, Hugh breathed a quiet sigh of relief, feeling that maybe— just maybe-Ethel's advice had

merit.

"There's something | want to get your opinion on," he said with a nervous twitch, pressing his lips together.

“Should we formally announce your identity? If you're okay with it, | could host a banquet and announce it then."

He didn't want to risk what Vivien had hinted at ever happening again.

His daughter deserved better than whispers behind her back.

"There's no need to make a big show of it, but no need to keep it under wraps either," Freya replied. "Let it

unfold naturally."

"| see." Hugh nodded, a shadow of disappointment flickering across his face.

He still wanted the world to know he had two brilliant daughters.

As they chatted about other things, a thought occurred to Hugh-something he had long meant to say. But the

words snagged in his throat, tangled in hesitation.

Freya noticed immediately. "Is there something else?"

"There is," Hugh admitted.

"What is it?"

"Well..." Hugh faltered, his voice hitching.

He couldn't bring himself to speak it aloud, worried it might tear apart the fragile bridge they had only just

started to rebuild.

But this matter had already lingered too long.

Watching his struggle, Freya pieced it together and said bluntly, "Are you planning

to register your marriage with Vivien's mother?"

Hugh froze. How had she figured it out? Who had told her?

"How-How did you know?" he asked, stunned.

"You always stammer when it's about her," Freya said, holding back her emotions.

Then, to Hugh's shock, she added, "Pick a time. I'll meet her."

Hugh was taken aback, his eyes wide, momentarily too stunned to react.

"You really want to meet her?" he asked, voice shaking ever so slightly.

"I'm not blessing your relationship, and | haven't forgiven you," Freya said flatly. "I just don't want the family

falling into disarray."

Hugh marrying that woman felt inevitable. Freya couldn't stop it, and doing so wouldn't change anything. What

she could do was meet her face-to-face.

Ethel insisted Cheryl was a kind soul, but Freya remained unconvinced.

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If Cheryl truly had good intentions, she would have walked away after what happened, not stayed tethered to

Hugh for over two years.

"All right" Hugh agreed quickly, his eyes misting over.

But Freya had misunderstood one thing

To Hugh, Freya and Ethel meant everything, If either of them refused to acept Cheryl, he wouldn't go through

with the marriage-even if it seemed unfair to Cheryl.

More importantly, from the very beginning, he had made it clear to Cheryl that he might never marry her. Seeing

how emotional he became, Freya feltfa twinge of conflict. She wondered if her late mother would blher for

this decision-or if it would have broken her heart to see Hugh in this state.

But thinking it through, her mother probably wouldn't. She had always been the kind of woman who treated

Hugh gently, with quiet patience and unwavering kindness.

She was soft-hearted to the core.

"Letknow what day works for you, and I'll arrange the meeting," Hugh said, fumbling slightly.

"I'm not available on the 15th or 16th," Freya replied, her tone unreadable. "Any other day is fine."

"How about the 10th?"

"Okay,” Freya said, and with that, Hugh felt one burden lift off his shoulders.

After Freya returned upstairs to rest, Hugh called Cheryl to let her know about the meeting with Freya on the

Croth

Cheryl agreed.

Once everything, was in motion, Hugh also messaged Ethel

His plan was to take both Ethel and Freya together, and if all went well, he'd consider setting a date to officially

register the marriage.

Meanwhile, Cheryl lived in a duplex apartment Hugh had bought, with Vivien residing there as well.

Overhearing the call, Vivien's face twisted with frustration, cheeks puffed out like a child denied her way. "Why

can't 1 go? Aren't 1 your daughter too?"

"He still minds what you did before," Cheryl said coolly. She was elegant and poised, the kind of woman Ethel

once described as genuinely kind. "I told you not to upset him."

"I didn't know Freya Briggs was his daughter," Vivien argued, feeling wronged. She had always behaved her best

around Hugh, and he had genuinely liked her. But because of Freya, everything had fallen apart.

Vivien seethed with resentment.

"You were in the wrong, back then, so stop acting like the victim," Cheryl replied, her tone calm but unyielding