She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 292 He Might Be Pretending Kristian's situation couldn't be swept under the rug-it had to be dealt with, one way or another.

If Isaac made the call to take him back, Freya would have to drive them both to the airport. But if Isaac decided to let Kristian stay behind in Alerith, she'd need to stop by Kristian's place and gather up a few of his things In the study, Freya tapped in Isaac's number, her nerves coiling tighter with every ring as she waited for him to pick up.

With the way Kristian was now, she honestly didn't know if Isaac would be able to stomach it.

The line clicked.

Isaac's voice cthrough, calm and composed.

Freya didn't waste tdancing around the subject. She cut straight to it. "Hello, do you have a moment? I need to talk to you about Kristian's condition." "I'm free. Go ahead," Isaac replied, his voice low and even, almost comforting. "Last night, I brought Kristian back from Lawrence's facility," Freya began, careful to keep her words clear and to the point. "He's managing the basics, but there's something a little more serious..." She faltered. The next part wasn't easy to say.

Amnesia and a childlike mind weren't exactly small matters.

When Isaac heard Kristian was managing daily tasks, sof the weight he'd been carrying lifted, and it showed in his voice. "It's all right. Just telleverything. If he's still himself, we can handle it." "He's lost his memory," Freya said.

At that moment, Isaac was seated in the office at Shaw Group.

When he heard her say that, his brows arched, and the words slipped out before he could stop them. "Are you sure it's actual amnesia and not an act?" Knowing his son, it wasn't entirely off the table.

"I'm sure," Freya said simply. She glanced out into the hallway-Kristian sat quietly on the sofa, flipping through a storybook. "Besides, Lawrence said his mind's regressed to that of a five-year-old." "Anything else?" Isaac asked, completely unfazed.

"That's all," Freya answered. "Just those two things." Chapter 292 He Might Be Pretending "Freya." "Yes?" "Don't get so nervous. As long as he hasn't turned into a complete fool, there's nothing to panic over," Isaac said, genuinely relieved.

As far as he was concerned, the fact that Lawrence had handed Kristian of meant the rest was up to Kristian himself.

If that was the case, it just cdown to memory and mental state.

And if Kristian wasn't totally out of it, Isaac figured it wouldn't be hard to hide from his wife and father. No need to make a fuss.

Freya was left speechless. What was she even supposed to say to that? "Until Kristian gets better, I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on him," Isaac added. "My father's not young anymore. We should spare him the stress if we can." Freya bit her lip but gave a small nod. "Alright." "If you're tied up, just leave him with Gerard," Isaac said, always a few steps ahead. "No need to go out of your way to cater to him." "His mind is only five years old," Freya reminded him.

"That's not much of a problem," Isaac replied with ease. "A five-year-old ought to know how to behave." Freya glanced toward Kristian, still quietly reading where she'd left him, no trouble at all.

She went quiet, and Isaac brought up something else. "One more thing to keep in mind, Freya." "Please, go on." "He might be pretending." Freya froze. Pretending? "The way things stand, he'll recover eventually," Isaac said, ever the realist. "He might keep up the kid act just to stay in your good graces a little longer." "I don't think he would," Freya said after a beat, sharing her honest view.

Isaac let it go. Sthings didn't need to be argued.

Under normal circumstances, Kristian wouldn't fake something like this-but now that his memory was really gone and his mind had slipped back, once he started coming back to himself, he'd likely keep up the act.

A father knows his son. And Isaac had always trusted his own read.

After the call, Isaac reached for his suit jacket and stepped out of Shaw Group headquarters to head hand update the family.

Of course, he didn't tell them the entire truth-just enough to keep things calm, with a few harmless lies thrown in for good measure.

Chapter 292 He Might Be Pretending Once Freya hung up, she rang Gerard to let him know she'd be bringing Kristian over, then ended the call.

With everything settled, she took Kristian and headed out the door.

In the car, Kristian looked visibly uneasy.

He didn't know where his sister was taking him-or if this was the moment she left him behind for good. "Kristian," Freya called.

He turned to her, his voice small and obedient. "What is it, Freya?" "I'm taking you to meet someone," Freya said, deciding to prepare him gently.

"You can see if you like being around him. If you do..." She trailed off, trying to find the right words for someone with the mind of a five-year-old.

Before she could figure it out, Kristian's voice cut through the silence-low, fragile. "You're not going to leave me, are you?" "No," Freya said at once.

Kristian's lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes swimming with quiet dread. So, in the end, she didn't want him after all.

Freya noticed the shift in his mood. Remembering his fragile mental m tried to state, she tried to ease him. "Must you wantly to see who you feel comfortable with. If you meet him and you like him, I can..." "I only want to be with you!" Kristian broke in before she could finish. "I don't like anyone else." He hadn't been happy with that doctor before-not one bit. He wanted nothing to do with that man. Freya didn't say anything back. She figured it made sense-Kristian hadn't been around many people. Before meeting her, the only person he'd spent much twith was Lawrence. And Lawrence was a doctor. For a kid, spending so much twith someone constantly poking and prodding could build natural resentment. Maybe that was all this was.

They arrived at the apartment building where Kristian had been staying. Gerard was already waiting at the entrance-he'd skipped work for the day.

As soon as he saw Freya step out of the car, he started to greet her then spotted Kristian stepping out from the passenger side to stand beside her. "Mr. Shaw, you..." Gerard started.

Kristian gave him a wary stare, then edged behind Freya, as if Gerard were sbad guy.

Gerard blinked, confused. What on earth was happening? "Ms. Briggs... what happened to him?" he asked.

"He's lost his memory. Mentally, he's five," Freya explained. She figured it was safe to be honest-Gerard was someone Kristian trusted. "He's just a little shy with new people right now." Gerard gave Kristian a few lingering glances.

Chapter 292 He Might Be Pretending It sounded like something ripped from a soap opera-amnesia and all.

But he didn't push for more details on the doorstep. He punched in the code and

led them upstairs. After pouring them each a glass of water, he leaned in and finally asked what was really on his mind. "Ms. Briggs," he said in a hushed tone, "are you sure Mr. Shaw actually lost his memory and isn't just taking it