She Took The House The Car And My Heart

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Chapter 80 Kristian's Suspicion

Farrah offered nothing more, her lips sealed tight.

To shield Freya from undue concern, she adopted a breezy, upbeat demeanor as she shared. "Honestly, | never

would have guessed Kristian is the one you ended up marrying on a whim. It's downright astonishing."

A ripple of worry flickered across Freya's face as she absorbed the message.

Trent, picking up on her unease, inquired gently, "How's she doing?"

"She's married to Felipe," Freya answered slowly, her gaze locked on her phone screen. "But she quickly shifted

the topic."

After a few more exchanges, when Freya learned that Farrah was in Liam's car,' she chose not to probe any

further.

She made sure Farrah knew that, no matter the storm, her support would always be there.

"Will the divorce decree cthrough by the end of the month?" Trent asked, piecing together the timeline. €

Freya confirmed with a succinct "Yes."

"Callonce it's all settled, and I'll arrange a flight back to Alerith." Trent's demeanor towards Freya was always

tender.

Freya turned to him and asked, "Have you wrapped up your affairs in Jeucwell?"

"Yes," he replied.

Freya accepted his offer without hesitation.

Trent then dropped her off, ensuring she was safe inside before driving off, his headlights cutting through the

night as he returned to his hotel.

Meanwhile, on Kristian's side, instead of heading back home, he made his way to the hospital where Ashley was

being treated.

When Kristian entered the room, Ashley's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope. She shifted upright on the bed, her

gaze softening as she greeted him warmly.

"I've arranged a thorough checkup for you." Kristian spoke, gripping the doctor's examination form, his eyes

sharp and unwavering. "We should get the tests done right away."

Ashley's heart skipped a beat, momentarily caught off guard. She took a deep breath, steadying herself before

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nodding slightly. "Alright."

With the examination form in hand, Kristian waited patiently by the door.

Ashley's heart sank a little, noticing he hadn't reached out to hold her hand. She couldn't help but wonder if the

shadows of that night still lingered between them.

Breaking the silence, she ventured, "Kristian?"

He turned, his expression unreadable. "Yes?"

"Are you... are you still upset about that night?" Lowering her gaze, her voice carried a hint of sorrow.

Kristian paused, his features softening as he finally understood her concern. He shook his head, his voice gentle

but firm. "No, don't worry about that now. We need to focus on these tests."

"Okay," Ashley murmured gently, her eyes still downcast.

Getting a complete checkup required navigating a series of tests. She hesitated at the entrance, her reluctance

drawing out each second before she finally stepped inside.

Kristian noticed, his brow furrowing slightly as his tone grew more insistent, yet tinged with concern. "Why aren't

you going in?"

"Can we possibly skip this one?" Ashley gnawed nervously on her bottom lip, her eyes wide with palpable

apprehension. "I'm scared," she whispered, the tremor in her voice betraying her anxiety.

"It's just a routine stomach scan; it won't hurt a bit," Kristian assured her gently, though his brow furrowed

slightly, hinting at his underlying suspicions about the true nature of her distress. "Go ahead, there's nothing to

worry about."

Yet, Ashley remained rooted to the spot, paralyzed by fear.

Kristian observed her in silence, his eyes steady and unwavering.

Following an intense standoff, her eyes brimmed with tears, spilling over like a dam breached, cascading down

her cheeks. "I really don't want to do it, Kristian. Every t| step into that room, it's like I'm back there- abroad,

suffering through those endless treatments," she choked out between sobs, her voice cracking under the weight

of her memories.

Kristian's response was a soft touch, a reassuring pat on her shoulder. He murmured with a soothing calmness,

"If it's too much for you right now, we don't have to proceed. Let's focus on the other tests first, okay?"

Ashley's crying didn't cease; it shook her slender frame, making her words almost inaudible.

A couple more hours dragged by before her tests were finally finished. Kristian managed her discharge with

efficient care and drove her home. As they arrived, he reminded her with a concerned tone. "I'll arrange for

someone to cby and help out with meals tomorrow. After your recent miscarriage, you should really take it

easy."

"Please, don't bother!" Ashley responded quickly, her voice a mix of independence and slight panic, before

softening her tone. "I'm used to being on my own."

Upon hearing this, Kristian didn't press further. He lingered just long enough to see her ascend the staircase,

then he got into his car and drove toward the office.

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Upon his arrival, Gerard immediately cup to him, offering a polite nod.

"How is the investigation progressing?" Kristian inquired, his voice steady as he continued towards his desk.

A flicker of confusion crossed Gerard's face. Which investigation was his boss referring to?

Noticing Gerard's befuddled expression, Kristian halted, his piercing dark eyes narrowing slightly. In a measured

tone, he remarked, "Have you forgotten?" Gerard couldn't bring himself to confess his lapse in memory.

He quickly regained his composure, his thoughts whirling until the early morning phone call from his boss

snapped back into focus.

With a newfound calm, he responded, "No, sir. I've been preoccupied with coordinating efforts with our partner

companies this morning and haven't yet had the opportunity to delve into it."

He knew, deep down, it wasn't entirely his fault.

Kristian's words often drifted into oblivion whenever Gerard was half-asleep, only to be forgotten by dawn.

This particular instance, however, clung to his memory, fueled by the promise of a ten thousand dollar bonus.

"Reassign your ongoing projects to the secretarial team," Kristian ordered, his voice devoid of emotion, showing

no interest in exposing Gerard's momentary forgetfulness, "Concentrate solely on the assignment I've given

you."

"Right away," Gerard responded promptly, eager to comply.

Right before he could submit his work, Kristian summoned him into the office.

He entered to find Kristian, his suit jacket casually thrown over a chair, clad in just

a crisp white shirt that lent him an almost stoic air of detachment. "I need the comprehensive details of Ashley's

medical treatments abroad-the doctors, the support staff, everyone involved in her surgery."

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"Absolutely," Gerard replied, his response quick and decisive.

As he turned to leave, a sudden thought halted him mid-stride.

Kristian loosened his tie, his chiseled features softened by the ambient light of the room. "Any questions?" he

asked indifferently.

Gerard hesitated, his voice carrying a mix of curiosity and caution. "You're looking for Miss Bradley's medical

records to confirm her diagnosis of stomach cancer, correct?"

Without a flicker of hesitation, Kristian confirmed, "Yes."

"There's a pretty simple way to confirm it," Gerard remarked. “And what might that be?" Kristian pressed, his

interest piqued.

Gerard approached with measured steps, his fingers adjusting his glasses as he kept his composure. "Whether it

involves traditional or minimally invasive techniques, any surgical intervention would leave scars on the

abdomen. These scars might fade over tbut they never disappear completely," he explained, his tone

smooth and confident.

In simpler terms, if Kristian really wanted confirmation, he could potentially look

for tell-tale scars on Ashley's

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abdomen.

Kristian's brow furrowed, the suggestion striking a moral chord. The idea of

invading Ashley's privacy felt inherently wrong to him.

"You're planning to marry her eventually, aren't you? Checking for a scar shouldn't

be too intrusive," Gerard blurted out, his voice slightly coaxing, as if he could read the turmoil brewing in

Kristian's thoughts.

"Just look into it." Kristian dismissed his suggestion with a subtle brush-off. Gerard gave a brief nod and walked

off, a hint of understanding flickering in his gaze as he turned away.

He carried with him the certainty that Kristian's heart had always belonged to Freya, even if Kristian himself

mistook his lingering feelings of rejection for love. Gerard mused that after the inevitable fallout between Kristian

and Freya, he might find himself busier than ever, possibly relocating his main office to the

branch office in Alerith.

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