PopularNovelChapter 1093: "I'm fine," Kristian replied, his tone flat.
Felipe just smiled, letting it go.
Soon, the staff member returned with simple, gentle dishes.
Kristian ignored the food, reaching for a glass instead and taking a slow sip. Felipe leaned forward, his voice casual but calculated. "Farrah's place is practically next door to Freya's-just one villa over. Eat first, and I'll swing by Alerith more often to keep you in the loop." Kristian's hand stopped, the glass hovering midair.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter a long moment, he set it down and asked, almost too casually, "She'll let you visit?" "Yep," Felipe replied confidently.
Kristian's skeptical glance said he wasn't buying it.
Felipe grinned, dropping the bombshell. “Farrah and I have a kid now-named Isabella. She letssee her anytime. Freya even gavean access card to their villa complex." Kristian froze, like a film stuck on a single frame.
"Eat," Felipe said, sliding the food closer and taking the glass from his hand. "I'll keep you updated on Freya every tI go." Without a word, Kristian picked up a fork and started eating, bite by careful bite.
In their private room, no one else saw the quiet scene unfold.
"Kristian," Felipe said, his voice soft with concern.
Kristian ate neatly, his usual cool demeanor intact. “Just say it." "How do you feel about Freya now?" Felipe asked, genuinely worried. "Are you still hoping she'll cback? Or are you just... stuck?" "Neither," Kristian said, his voice steady but guarded.
He knew Freya was gone from his life for good. He knew they could never go back. But feelings don't just vanish. Felipe's face grew serious. "Then what's the plan?" "Nothing worth talking about," Kristian said, keeping his truth locked away.
Only Gerard knew the full story.
Later, after the meal, Kristian and Felipe shared drinks.
Felipe wasn't in the mood to drink much, seeing how rough Kristian looked, but he stayed to keep his friend company.
Over his fourth drink, Kristian's voice softened. "You think you and Farrah will get back together?" "No clue," Felipe admitted. He then added with a small smile, "Doesn't matter. As long as she's not with someone else, I'll keep visiting her and our daughter. I'll wait till she's ready to say yes." Farrah, being a celebrity, always planned to marry late.
Felipe knew romance wasn't her focus now. He still believed he had a shot.
"That's alright." Kristian's words cout in a low, rough tone before he tipped back his wine glass and finished the last drop in a single motion.
If he and Freya ever had a child to keep them bound together...
The thought barely had a chance to form before he shook it off. That was a mistake. Things were better left as they were. Even if a child entered the i picture, it wouldn't fix what stood between them. All it would do was complicate Freya's life.
He knew he couldn't offer her the properved kind of life she deserved—a peaceful, secure, and joyful bre. The most he could do was avoid making things worse for her.
"Don't rush your drink. I'm going to head out," Kristian said, setting his glass on the table. He hadn't had enough to feel tipsy. "Zander is around Jeucwell these days. If you want, I can ask him to drop by." to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
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