Chapter 262:
Kristian never anticipated Freya would discover their ploy. He had always believed in his father’s talent for manipulation but hadn’t expected Freya to outmaneuver them.
“What?” Isaac projected innocence so convincingly that anyone would believe he was genuinely bewildered.
Melinda, completely puzzled, assumed Freya had made an error, given Isaac’s seemingly authentic confusion.
Freya, however, possessed specialized training that made her far from gullible.
“It’s nothing,” she replied, choosing not to pursue the matter. After exchanging pleasantries with the elders, she added, “I need to attend to some matters, so I’ll be taking my leave now. I’ll visit again when time permits.”
Melinda rose from her seat. “I’ll walk you out, Freya.”
Freya accepted, sensing Melinda likely had something to discuss privately.
As the women departed, everyone watched them leave. Isaac set aside the newspaper and turned to Kristian. “Freya is too clever. It’s fortunate she’s divorcing you.”
Kristian stared at his father, perplexed. Did he even comprehend what he was saying?
“You know, I’ve considered making her my goddaughter,” Isaac mused casually. “Your mother has always yearned for a daughter. Being Freya’s godmother would bring her tremendous joy.”
“That’s an excellent idea,” Lionel chimed in enthusiastically.
Isaac raised an eyebrow, addressing his father. “Why don’t you discuss this with Freya directly?”
“Certainly,” Lionel agreed without hesitation.
Watching his father and grandfather converse so nonchalantly, frustration etched itself across Kristian’s brow. He suspected they were deliberately provoking him.
“Must I remind you that Freya remains my wife?” Kristian declared formally. “If you make her your goddaughter or granddaughter, do you realize what people will say when they discover this arrangement?”
Mᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟs.ᴄᴏᴍ
Lionel countered, “You’re finalizing your divorce soon.”
“The day after tomorrow,” Isaac specified.
“Once you’re divorced,” Lionel continued, “I’ll approach Freya and discuss this with her.”
“I’ll accompany you, Dad,” Isaac offered.
“Perfect,” Lionel confirmed.
The two continued their conversation, deliberately disregarding Kristian’s perspective.
Kristian sensed they had arrived merely to create discord.
If they actually designated Freya as his parents’ goddaughter, any future relationship between them would become impossible.
This realization struck Kristian suddenly.
After finalizing their divorce, they should have no further connection. Why had he instinctively imagined a potential reconciliation?
Lionel and Isaac exchanged knowing glances, pleased with their strategy, before returning to their activities—one savoring his tea, the other immersed in his newspaper. Both appeared completely at ease. Only Kristian’s thoughts remained in turmoil.
Shortly after Freya and Melinda exited the house, Melinda initiated a conversation.
Taking Freya’s hand with maternal concern, Melinda inquired, “Have you reached a decision about the divorce?”
“Yes,” Freya confirmed with a nod.
“I understand everything that transpired between you two,” Melinda confessed, gazing apologetically at Freya’s delicate hand. “Kristian behaved foolishly and made grave mistakes. He has disappointed you terribly.”
Freya found herself at a loss for words.
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