She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 212

Chapter 212 I'll Show Him What Despair Feels Like

Stepping out of the private room, Gerard trailed close behind Kristian, talking as he went. "Mr. Shaw, next time

you've got an emergency and have to disappear, could you at least givea little warning first? You're making

things really hard forhere."

"Am I?" Kristian's voice was ice-cold, his expression unreadable.

Gerard blinked, thrown off. Why did it feel like Kristian was quite furious today?

Still, he didn't linger on it, chalking it up to one of Kristian's famously unpredictable moods. Trying to stay ahead

of the storm, he asked, "Was there something urgent you had to take care of?"

Kristian didn't reply. Instead, he strode directly toward the door of the private room Freya and Melvin had gone

into earlier. Without a hint of hesitation, he raised his foot, clearly about to kick it open.

Gerard caught him just in time.

"You can't do that!" he blurted, panic lacing his voice. He'd jumped to

conclusions-assuming Kristian was gacting out of jealousy over Freya dining with Melvin. "If you barge in like this,

Ms. Briggs is going to hate you

even more than she already does!"

"As if she's ever liked me." Kristian's voice was flat, edged with bitterness.

Gerard stood there, momentarily stunned. Well... at least Kristian had sself-

awareness.

Still gripping Kristian's arm, Gerard did his best to reason with him. "Letknock first. Just wait here, alright?"

Kristian's brows drew into a tight frown, but he didn't object.

Gerard sighed and knocked on the door, feeling all sorts of tangled emotions swirl in his chest.

Nothing

He knocked again. Still nothing.

"Ms. Briggs? Melvin?" he called out on the third knock, adding politely, "Would it be alright if we cin?"

Kristian shoved the door open

with force

Gerard, who had his ear pressed against it, stumbled forward and nearly landed flat on his face.

Just as he opened his mouth to speak, he caught sight of the empty room. No one inside. Before he could even

voice his confusion, he saw Kristian's face darken, his expression colder than before.

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without saying another word, Kristian spun on his heel and stalked off, tossing a single command over his

shoulder. "Call Melvin. If he so much as touches Freya, I'll show him what despair really feels like."

"Melvin?" Gerard echoed, even more lost now.

Kristian didn't answer. He was already making a beeline for the reception desk.

Gerard stood frozen for a moment, completely at sea, but if Kristian wathis serious, then something must

definitely be off

After a quick pause, he fished out his phone and called Melvin.

Whatever this mess was, it needed clearing up. Surely it was just skind of misunderstanding-Melvin

wouldn't dare hurt Freya

But after a few rings, Melvin declined the call.

Gerard stopped in his tracks, stunned.

Kristian turned, noticing, "Did you get through?"

"| did..." Gerard replied, his stomach dropping. "But he hung up."

Kristian's expression turned glacial.

With worry creeping in fast, he didn't care anymore about whether Freya might resent him for interfering. He

kept walking as he dialed her number.

Just like Melvin's call, hers ended abruptly after a few rings.

He tried again. This time, her phone was switched off.

Watching Kristian's face grow colder by the second, Gerard scrambled to send Melvin a message. "Why'd you

hang up? Mr. Shaw is looking for you. Where are you?"

Melvin replied, "I'm busy with Ms. Briggs. Tell your boss not to disturb us."

Still not reassured, Gerard texted again, "Just pick up the phone."

Melvin's reply cquickly, "I'll call you later."

Seeing that Melvin sounded calm, Gerard felt just a little bit of relief and followed Kristian toward the front

desk.

The hotel staff greeted them with perfect politeness.

Kristian didn't waste words. "I need a room on the 23rd floor. Any type will do." Inside, he was clearly on edge,

but his voice remained cool and collected.

The receptionist checked the system and responded, "All rooms on the 23rd floor are currently booked."

"Not even one left?"

"That's correct, sir."

Kristian's gaze turned stormy.

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Gerard, still not understanding what was going on, asked, "Sir, why do you need a room?"

"Then unlock the elevator to the 23rd floor. I'm heading up to find my friend," Kristian said, brushing the

question off.

"I'm sorry, sir, but you'll need to provide your friend's nand room number." the receptionist said politely.

"Melvin Swain. Room 2309," Kristian replied flatly.

Gerard's confusion only deepened. Melvin?

"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't have any guest under that nstaying in that room. If you can call your friend

and confirm it, we'll unlock the elevator right away," the receptionist said again.

Kristian, dressed in a sharp, tailored suit, gave off an intimidating air.

It hit him-the room must've been booked under someone else's name.

And the hotel's policies weren't going to bend for anyone, not even him.

"Keep trying to get ahold of Melvin. I've got a call to make," Kristian said curtly, turning away and pulling out his

phone as he stepped aside.

"Alright," Gerard agreed, still totally baffled.

Kristian rubbed the bridge of his nose, pulled out his phone, and dialed another number.

The call picked up instantly. "Kristian! Do you have something against me?" Damon's voice was thick with

irritation.

Patti had just picked up his video call, only for it to be interrupted by Kristian's.

"Call your staff at the hotel your company owns and tell them to unlock the elevator to the 23rd floor," Kristian

snapped, not in the mood to explain.

Damon was caught off guard.

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"What hotel?"

Kristian gave him the address.

Though clearly annoyed, Damon still made the call. He knew Kristian wouldn't ask unless it was something

serious.

Three minutes later, the receptionist received the updated instruction.

Meanwhile, up on the 23rd floor, Melvin and Freya were standing in the hallway

after receiving Gerard's

message.

Freya was pretending to be unconscious, a little trick to fool the security cameras and anyone else watching.

Melvin frowned and whispered, "Gerard and Kristian are looking for us. What should we do?"

"Ignore them," Freya said softly.

From her experience, she figured Kristian was just throwing a fit over her having dinner with Melvin. Frankly, she

didn't see why that should matter to her.

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Seeing her unbothered attitude, Melvin let his worries go too.

He figured he'd just return Gerard's call once they were done.

But just as he started guiding Freya toward Room 2309, the elevator dinged behind them.

Melvin stayed cool on the outside, though something tightened in his chest.

Freya leaned into him, still pretending to be out cold. If anyone spotted them like this, it could look real bad- and

mess up everything they'd planned.

He kept walking, steady and calm, but had barely taken a few steps when a voice rang out behind them.

"Melvin?!" It was Gerard-his tone full of surprise as he rushed over. "It really is you."

Melvin froze.

Freya stiffened too, caught completely off guard.