She Took The House The Car And My Heart novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Conversation Between Father And Son

Freya still wanted to keep talking to Kristian; she could feel, with an almost instineti cery, the something about him had shifted.

However, Kristian clearly had no plans of dragging the conversation out why longer. The sopment for fristes speaking, he pushed himself up from his seat and stalked back to his room without sparing to st

Watching him retreat like that, Freya flicked her gaze to the clock. It was a little post eight to the evening

She tapped out a quick message to Isaac, “Are you free right now? Can you share sorting a thorac’s

childhood?”

It hadn’t even been a full minute before Isaac gave her a call,

“Hello, Isaac,” Freya said warmly when she answered,

Isaac, standing casually on the balcony wrapped in a loose robe, let his voice carry through the phone, deep and smooth as ever. “Did Kristian give you any trouble?”

“No,” Freya replied earnestly. And it was true. Kristian had, for the most part, been remarkably well stared “I just wanted to ask what he was like when he was five,”

“Obedient and sensible,” Isaac said, the memory of his young son clearly vivid in his mind “He was fully back then, always such a little ball of sunshine for us, warming up the whole house with just a suule

Lively?

Freya shot a look at the firmly shut door across from her.

The Kristian she knew now couldn’t have been further from lively.

“And what’s he like these days?” Isaac asked, his curiosity piqued.

“He’s obedient but very quiet,” Freya answered, picking her words with care. “And he seems like he’s really

insecure.”

Isaac lifted a brow in surprise. Insecure? His son, of all people?

“Are you sure he’s not just putting on an act?” Isaac asked, his tone thick with doubt. What Freya described sounded nothing like the boy he remembered.

“I’m sure he’s not pretending. He’s already asked me a few times if I don’t want him anymore.” Freya hesitated knowing full well that saying this might make Isaac think she hadn’t been taking good enough care of Kristian but honesty won out. “I just get this strong feeling he’s really lacking a sense of security.”

If there was any truth to what Ellis had mentioned about Kristian competing for her affection, then maybe his

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whole way of thinking needed to be examined a little more closely.

“Where is he now?” Isaac asked.

“He went back to his room,” Freya said truthfully, “Do you want to talk to him?”

“Put him on the phone,” Isaac said, his voice steady, giving nothing away. “I’ll have a little word with him.”

“Alright.”

Freya took the phone with her as she headed toward Kristian’s door.

On the way, she thought to ask, “By the way, was Kristian ever scared of pain when he was little?”

“Not at all,” Isaac answered immediately, recalling it without hesitation.

Back in those days, whenever Isaac would fake an injury to win sympathy from his wife, Kristian would secretly grumble that his father wasn’t tough enough.

Isaac used to chalk it up to childish bravado, but later realized Kristian actually had an iron tolerance for pain. Unless something was seriously wrong, he wouldn’t even bat an eye.

“Why do you ask?” Isaac quickly zeroed in on the key point. “Is he pretending to be hurt just to get your

attention?”

Freya mulled it over for a second. “I don’t think he’s faking it. I think he’s really scared.”

Isaac’s brows furrowed slightly in genuine surprise.

Just then, Freya knocked softly on Kristian’s door, which creaked open after a moment.

Seeing her standing there again, Kristian instantly assumed she was back to lecture him. He was already scrambling for an excuse to avoid her when she quietly handed him the phone. “Your dad wants to talk to you.” Kristian didn’t particularly want to take the call, but he was afraid Freya would get mad if he refused, so he reluctantly reached out and took the phone from her.

Freya didn’t linger. She left the space for Kristian and his father to speak privately.

Kristian stepped out onto the balcony, slumped into a chair, and muttered in a less–than–enthusiastic voice, “What do you want?”

“Is that how you talk to me?” Isaac said, a lazy smile tugging at his lips. “Are you looking for a spanking?” Kristian kept his mouth shut. If it hadn’t been for the thought that Freya would be upset if he hung up, he would’ve ended the call without a second thought. He didn’t want to talk to anyone except her.

“Call me Dad,” Isaac said coolly.

Kristian stayed silent. He wasn’t having it.

Isaac, not missing a beat, said, “If you don’t speak, I’ll tell Freya you’re being rude. If she gets and decides to send you away, you’ll have no one to blame but yourself.”

Kristian stiffened.

Freya was the only person he cared about now.

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“Dad,” he muttered at last, the word dragged out of him against his will

“Did you really lose your memory?”

Kristian didn’t answer.

“Just how unlucky do you think Freya was to end up saddled with you?”

Still, Kristian stayed silent.

“In a few days, I’ll come to Alerith and bring you home,” Isaac said lightly, testing the waters. “You shouldn’t be taking up all of Freya’s time with her family”

“No!” Kristian cried out instinctively.

Isaac’s tone was maddeningly casual. “That’s not really your decision to make, is it?”

“If you come to take me, I’ll run away from home,” Kristian threatened, though his voice sounded more like a sulky child’s than anything remotely intimidating.

Isaac let out a low chuckle, thoroughly entertained.

He gazed out at the golden wash of evening light and said lazily, “You say that like you’re actually at home now”