She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 171

Chapter 171 Why Had He Chosen Kristian

"He just asked if you wanted him orto send you. You picked him." Toby didn't sugarcoat it.

Though Alan and Kristian had seemed a bit too familiar the night before, Toby

didn't bring that up-those

weren't Kristian's words.

Alan let out a long sigh, defeated.

He muttered that he wanted to be left alone and waved Toby away. The eat of the day, he locked himself in the

office, drowning in regret.

Freya, meanwhile, had spent the entire day waiting for him to take action.

But by the tthe office clocks ticked toward closing, not a single word had been said about apologizing to

Kristian.

At exactly 5:30 PM, her phone buzzed with a message.

Kristian had written to say his new phone was ready and asked if she could help transfer the data.

She replied simply, "Okay."

Remembering how he'd used her phone to call Gerard the night before, she hesitated a second. Just in case he

caught a glimpse of what she'd previously labeled him-"Jerk"-she quickly updated his contact nto "Kristian".

But the more she thought about it, the more self-conscious she felt. That kind of precaution was suspicious in

itself.

So in the end, she switched it back to "Jerk", as if to remind herself not to fall too deep into that murky water.

After putting her phone away, she headed to Alan's office.

Inside, he hadn't accomplished a single thing all day.

Paperwork had piled up on his desk.

"What's wrong with you?" Freya asked, noting the slump in his shoulders and the haze behind his eyes. "You look

half-dead. Are you sick?"

"No."

"Then what is it?" Her eyes scanned him like a lie detector.

Alan replied in a tone as dry as dust, "Hangover."

How he had survived the day was anyone's guess.

Every tsomeone knocked to discuss work or drop off documents, he had to snap into action, forcing a mask

of energy onto his weary face. The second they left, he deflated again like a balloon with a slow leak. Never in

his life had he felt so awkward, so absurdly helpless.

Freya could see it plain as day-he was running from the situation. "Then go through these files. I'll deal with

Kristian."

"No need. I'm just... gathering the courage." Alan turned her down. She had said she wanted to keep a

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Chapter 171 Why Had He Chosen Kristian

respectful distance from Kristian, and as her cousin, he couldn't just dump the task on her.

Freys didn't argue. She merely said, "Take your time. I'm heading over now."

"Wait!" Alan called out, blocking her exit.

He couldn't go by himself

if he walked into Kristian's place alone, what if Kristian mocked him mercessly?

At least with Freya there, Kristian might tone things down.

Freya turned around, staring at him with a mix of curiosity and exasperation.

After wrestling with his pride, Alan finally said, "Helpfinish these documents first. Just giveone last

moment to pull myself together."

Tm leaving" She didn't budge.

He immediately sprang from his chair and rushed after her, stepping in front of the door like a human barricade.

"Mina, please."

"You're the older cousin," she pointed out.

"So what? Does being older mean | can't beg?"

That, surprisingly, was hard to argue with.

Just this once, okay? | really can't think straight today. Just once!" Alan pleaded, softening his tone.

Freya gave him a long, searching look. Eventually, his persistence wore her down.

She sent a quick message to Kristian, letting him know she'd be late, then sat down to start reviewing the

documents. For every one she checked, Alan signed.

As he watched her move efficiently through the stack, a strange sense of pride blossomed in him.

They always said a man looked attractive while working. But at this moment, watching Freya's poise and focus,

be thought she put every working man to shame. She was the very picture of composure and capability.

"Mine"

"You're really charming," he said softly.

Freya had been on the verge of scolding him, but seeing that his spirits had lifted even a little, she let it go.

By the tthe last document was signed, the clock had struck 8 PM.

Alan texted Toby, asking him to pick up the files, then set off for Kristian's place with Freya.

Once they arrived at the base of the building, Alan pulled the car into a spot and parked.

Just as he started to breathe easy, his nerves stirred up again. "He won't mock me, right?"

"He won't," Freya repled without hesitation

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"But... what if he does?" Alan's anxiety was written all over his face.

Freya gave an internal sigh. “If he does, I'll beat him up."

"No!" Alan panicked. "That'll just makelook worse!"

Freya was rarely treated to this side of him. She tilted her head and asked, "Then what do you wantto do?"

"I don't know."

"Well, if you don't know, then just get out of the car. We'll figure it out upstairs."

With that, she stepped out. Alan wanted to delay a bit longer, but Freya pulled him along

Weighed down by a whirlpool of emotions, Alan followed her up to Kristian's door. Freya pressed the doorbell.

Alan's heart pounded like a drum in a quiet room. His mind was a flurry of possible outcomes.

Would Kristian make subtle jabs at him? Would it be a frosty, awkward conversation?

Then-the click of the lock. The door opened. Kristian stood there, his expression

flickering slightly when he saw Freya. Just as he was about to greet her, his eyes landed on Alan.

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