She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 220

Chapter 220 Being A Single Mom Isn't Easy

The heaviness that had clung to Farrah's heart finally drifted away, but in its place lingered a quiet, hollow ache

that refused to budge.

Her chest tightened as she reached for Freya, her voice barely above a whisper. "Freya, can you givea hug?"

Freya pulled her into a warm, reassuring embrace, wrapping her arms around her with silent comfort.

Farrah clung to her, unwilling to let go, so Freya simply kept holding her.

Tblurred, and after a long, indistinct stretch, Farrah spoke, her voice still raspy from emotion. "Freya."

"Hm?"

"Do you think there's something wrong with me?" Farrah rested her chin on Freya's shoulder, her eyes glistening

with unshed tears. "He treatedso terribly, and yet... hearing him agree to the divorce still hurts

a little.".

"Everyone's heart has its own twisted maze," Freya murmured, offering her a soft consolation. "You've done

incredibly well."

Love and hatred often walked hand in hand. There was no need to feel ashamed of that. After all, emotions were

never obedient-they cand went as they pleased.

"I wish | could be as lighthearted as you," Farrah confessed, clearly worn down. "But | just can't seem to."

Freya said nothing more. She held her friend, steady as a rock, letting the silence cradle them both.

Time, after all, had its way of mending things that felt unfixable.

She had once loved Kristian deeply. Back then, he'd been so gentle, patient, and tuned into her emotions that

she'd fallen for him quickly and completely.

At least before he received Ashley's call, he'd genuinely been good to her.

In the six months that followed that phone call, they'd lived apart, and on the outside, she seemed fine. But only

she knew what those days had really been like. Alone in the house, she'd often stare at nothing until hours

slipped by unnoticed.

Or she'd run for miles, or box until she couldn't lift her arms-just to let something out.

She never cried in front of Kristian, never begged him to stay.

Those days were suffocating and brutal, but she knew if she could endure them, she'd cout stronger.

Tdulled everything eventually-made even the biggest wounds feel smaller.

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And that's how she becwho she was now.

“Farrah,” Freya suddenly said.

Farrah answered, "Yeah?"

"Have you made a decision about the baby?" Freya's tone was serious. "Once you give birth, it's all on you. From

the first cry, you'll have to do it all yourself."

She didn't mention that Felipe's family might want to lay claim to the child if they ever found out.

If that happened, she'd step in. But even so, raising a kid wasn't something money could magically fix.

"I've already decided," Farrah said, settling back into the couch. "It's going to be tough, but I've saved enough.

I'll manage."

"Being a single mom isn't easy."

"I'm not scared," Farrah said, a faint smile tugging at her lips. She'd already made peace with her choice.

Freya felt a wave of relief. Since Farrah had truly thought it through, she had no issue pitching in to help raise

the child.

She liked kids anyway.

With that settled, she moved on to something else.

She looked straight at Farrah. "Does anyone know you're staying here?"

Farrah shook her head.

She hadn't told a soul-didn't want Felipe catching wind of her whereabouts.

Even on social media, she was careful. No location tags. No identifiable photos. Just vague captions and the

occasional stock image.

"Take care of yourself while you're pregnant. Don't stress about Felipe," Freya said, hoping to ease her worries. "If

you need fresh air, let the bodyguards escort you. No need to worry about being spotted."

Farrah might not have been an A-list star, but she was recognizable.

Still, the places Farrah and the bodyguards would visit were private clubs and exclusive venues. Even if someone

did recognize Farrah, they likely wouldn't react. After all, most guests were big shots in their fields.

Farrah nodded. "Okay."

Freya lingered for a bit longer.

As she was preparing to leave, Farrah suddenly called out, "Freya."

"Hmm?"

"Do you think I'm your little secret?" she asked, grinning playfully.

"No," Freya said.

"Why not?"

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"Because you're my... treasure."

"Pff" Farrah couldn't help it. She burst into laughter.

Freya looked at her, confused. "Did | say something weird?"

"No, not weird," Farrah said, poking Freya's cheek with a teasing smile. "Just

didn't expect something that cheesy from you. It's too cute,"

Freya gave her a light flick on the forehead. "You really need to work on your compliments."

Farrah just giggled.

Freya didn't linger any longer after that.

She gave sfinal instructions to both Farrah and the bodyguards before heading out.

By the tshe arrived back at her company, it was already noon.

Melvin had wrapped up his tasks and ordered lunch.

As they ate together, Melvin looked like he had something on his mind. He kept

pausing, starting to speak and then stopping.

Freya caught on quickly. "You've got something to say, don't you?"

"Gerard's been digging into me," Melvin said, face serious. "Actually, it's Kristian doing the digging."

Freya set her utensils down. "I know."

The last tKristian had shown up like that, it was clearly after checking into Melvin's background. But she

couldn't quite figure out what Kristian was really looking for.

"No, you don't," Melvin corrected her. "He's not snooping around my personal life. He's investigating which

company | used to work for."

Freya's eyes narrowed slightly. Then, without hesitation, she made a decision.

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"Let him dig if he wants to."

"No confidentiality concerns?"

"None. Just let him find what he's looking for."

Kristian probably wanted to know where Melvin had worked in order to see if

she'd been his boss.

But at this point, whether he found out or not didn't matter to her.

Since Freya hadn't taken any steps to block it, Gerard's investigation went off without a hitch.

Within a few days, he had all the information on Melvin.

When Kristian learned that Melvin had worked for Anita International Group, he instantly made a bold conclusion:

Freya owned the company.

Gerard was a bit thrown off by how quickly he jumped to that. "What made you so sure Ms. Briggs owns Anita

International?"

Kristian answered without missing a beat. "Freya's mom's nis Anita."

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If Melvin were just spart-timer, he wouldn't have that kind of understanding

with Freya.

The clincher was Gerard's mention of Melvin's boss being on a two-year sabbatical, which lined up perfectly with

the two years Freya had been married to

Kristian.

"So what now?" Gerard asked, cutting straight to the point.

Kristian's gaze was ice cold. "What do you mean, 'what now?"

"Now that we know Melvin works at Anita International and Ms. Briggs is the

owner," Gerard said earnestly,

"what's your plan?"

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