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    “Why don’t you just work full-time at Briggs Group? I’ll throw in a raise,” he joked, though his curiosity was genuine.


    Freya sidestepped the topic with a quick excuse. “I need to get back to work.”


    “Hold on!” He stopped her. “Someone from Shaw Group is here. Come with me to greet them.”


    He added with a curious glint in his eye, “I’ve been keeping an eye on Kristian Shaw these past few days, and I’ve realized—he’s not as cold as I thought.”


    Freya exhaled inwardly. She could already see where this was going.


    “Weren’t you the one who said he wasn’t right for me?”


    “I don’t really know him,” n exined, his voice calm and measured. “Our dealings with the Shaw Group mostly ur through their branch in Alerith. I hardly ever meet Kristian face-to-face. At ourst dinner, though, I made sure to watch him closely. He’s a solid man, someone you could consider for marriage.”


    There was a spark of enthusiasm in n’s voice.


    Freya’s response was brief. “He’s not suitable.”


    “How can you say that he’s not suitable if you haven’t given him a chance?” n’s tone shifted, bing more insistent, a trace of concern creeping into his voice as though he believed this could be crucial for Freya’s future happiness. “Trust me, he really is a good match for you.”


    Freya pressed her lips together. Was n really going to persist until he got his way?


    n didn’t relent. “So?”


    “It’s precisely because I gave it a try that I know he’s not a good match for me.” Freya’s voice remained steady, and her expression was calm as she met his gaze. “I spent thest two years away from Alerith because I was married to him.”


    n was stunned. “What did you just say?”


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    “He is my ex-husband. I just returned after finalizing our divorce a few days ago.” Freya didn’t offer further details about the cause of the divorce, leaving the exnation unfinished.


    n searched her expression for any flicker of humor, any indication that she was joking—but her face remained unchanged. Married? And now… divorced? They’d been married and already gone their separate ways?


    “Does your father know about this?” n’s heart started to race.


    “Yes. I’ve told him,” Freya answered inly. “You should go handle your business with them. I need to get back to work.”


    “Wait!” n called out after her.


    Freya turned around, her expression as steady as ever, as though everything she’d said was nothing out of the ordinary.


    “You’re not messing with me?” n asked.


    “No.”


    “Then why did you get divorced?” In his view, Kristian didn’t seem like a bad person.


    Freya fell quiet for a moment before answering, “We just grew apart.”


    n wanted to ask more, but Freya had already left his office. Still rattled, he sent a message to Ethel, hoping she might shed some light on why Freya had divorced Kristian.


    Ethel’s reply came quickly, blunt and to the point: “Because Kristian’s a scumbag.”


    She didn’t borate. If Freya hadn’t confided in n, Ethel figured it wasn’t her ce to say anything further.


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