My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 147 She Was Actually Afraid

Freya placed the vegetables by the stove and quickly began cooking.

She noticed that she was quite skilled, almost instinctively knowing what seasonings to use, and the accompanying vegetables were quickly transformed into exactly eight dishes.

After setting the food on the workbench, Freya stared at the dishes in front of her without saying anything.

These eight dishes looked very familiar to her and, based on what she had previously seen on the old phone, they should all be foods Radley enjoyed.

The dishes on the table were steaming hot, and Freya sat silently at the table, vaguely recalling what she had previously documented.

When she was in Smalzot Yard, she would always make these eight dishes while waiting for Radley to return home.

But after they got married, Radley had never once tried her cooking.

At this, Freya felt a pang of sadness. She looked up and saw Radley already starting to eat.

“Radley, why are you doing this?” She had a hunch about what was going on.

When she stopped to think, all the places Radley had taken her to today were places that housewives often go to.

Not just that, they also went to a perfume store. She enjoyed making perfumes as a hobby, and it seemed that she frequently created scents for Radley in the past.

Is he trying to help me remember the past?

Radley ate his food with his eyes gleaming slightly. “I just wanted to know what our life was supposed to be like before.”

Freya tightly pursed her lips. “Although I’m grateful to you, I only see you as a business partner now. At most, we can be good friends. Don’t get too caught up in the past; we need to move forward.”

Instead of responding, Radley just ate his meal in silence.

Freya took a deep breath. This meal left her feeling conflicted. In fact, she had no idea her cooking was so good, and her heart ached.

The whole time she was in the Kaufmann family, she had never cooked for her mother or brother, but she was doing all of that for Radley.

Having done that for two years, even if she had lost her memory now and looked at it from an observer’s perspective, Freya still believed it wasn’t worth it.

After finishing their meal, Radley led Freya to a small office.

“You used to enjoy creating scents here

around the

scent you made before was really nice. It has a calming effect. However, I can

you help me create

down and picked up a few perfume boxes to look at the ingredients,

decided to create a

added for relaxation and focus. Some herbs must be boiled, while others must be steeped, before being combined into a powder.” Freya said quietly. “It takes a long time. If you want it, I’ll make it at home and have someone deliver it to

as if she had completely let go of

past.

the scent, it was already afternoon,

the car, both of them were silent. Freya was agitated and restless, and she felt

I afraid

Radley, fearing that if he got too close, she would fall in love

years ago wasn’t a coincidence. Perhaps he’s just my

Freya pinched her hand, forcing

can’t make the

Ink, Heartless Scoundrel, and

texted Ink and decided to

them would be present, it would be an

As the host, she arrived at

to be kept private, so she had reserved the entire restaurant.

in the front yard of the restaurant, which had a

she waited, a

arrived after five

dress in a floral dress, which made her look very different from

up Heartless Scoundrel, so the two of them were conversing in

looks like. You mentioned that he’s the

smiled. “You’ll know

of waiting in the yard, they heard noises

owner personally greeted a man in a duckbill cap who walked in. He was about

Since Jakob went to get Heartless

took off his hat and mask, and revealed a radiant smile.

was difficult to place. His striking

glance. It all seemed too absurd to

“Tisch, long time no

softly laughed next to

Callahan, the son of the Callahan family of Hartterre. In Hartterre,

a result, he became a

had one

had actually met Inken before.