Chapter 109:
After concluding their conversation, Kristian contemplated Ashley’s words, set aside his tasks, and departed to locate Freya.
Gerard approached with additional paperwork, his characteristic smile illuminating his features. “Sir, several documents require your signature…”
“Place them on the desk,” Kristian directed.
“They’re urgent and must be signed immediately,” Gerard persisted.
Kristian halted mid-stride.
His gaze turned frigid, and his thin lips parted with evident annoyance. “If they were truly urgent, why didn’t you present them earlier? Why delay until now?”
Gerard fell silent. He was merely fulfilling his duties as messenger.
“Let them wait and learn from this experience,” Kristian declared dismissively before exiting.
Shortly after his departure, a figure emerged from the shadows, approaching Gerard with curiosity. “Gerard, what did the boss communicate to you? He seemed rather displeased.”
Gerard glanced at the inquirer and recounted Kristian’s words verbatim.
The trio of onlookers registered shock.
“Did he truly express that?”
“Is he experiencing conflict with his wife?”
“I believe they’re proceeding with divorce.”
Gerard’s attention pivoted toward the trio.
The perceptive group members exchanged glances, while the woman who had mentioned divorce clasped her hand over her mouth in astonishment. “No way! Did my speculation hit the mark?”
Stay tuned galnov𝔢𝓵𝓼.co𝓂
“Our boss and his wife maintain an excellent relationship,” Gerard replied. Though outwardly composed, their conjecture startled him internally.
“And I must remind you to refrain from investigating the boss’s personal affairs.”
Should these individuals discover Kristian and Freya’s impending divorce, the entire office would learn of it by tomorrow’s dawn. While they exercised discretion regarding professional matters, their capacity for disseminating gossip exceeded all others.
Gerard released a silent sigh before returning to his responsibilities.
Kristian’s journey from the company headquarters to Freya’s apartment consumed over an hour. By the time he arrived at her doorstep, the clock had already struck 12:30 PM.
Freya was partaking in her lunch. Upon hearing the door’s rhythmic knocking, she approached it, mentally prepared to dismiss Ashley should she appear once more.
To her considerable surprise, Kristian stood before her.
“What brings you here?” Freya’s antipathy toward both him and Ashley had depleted her patience entirely.
“We need to discuss something,” Kristian stated, attempting to enter uninvited.
Freya obstructed his path, tapping the door twice with her knuckles.
“Did you fail to observe the words on the door?”
Kristian surveyed the surroundings, noting nothing unusual.
.
.
.