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

eyes darted around

“The agarwood scent you made before was really nice. It has a calming effect. However, I can no longer find anyone who can create that kind of scent.”

expressionless. “Can you help me create

quickly sat down and picked up a few perfume boxes to look at the ingredients, which were quite well prepared. However, the process of making

create a simplified version for

be boiled, while others must be steeped, before being combined into a powder.” Freya said quietly. “It takes a long time. If

she had completely

past.

she was done creating the scent, it was already afternoon, so Radley drove her back to the Kaufmann

was agitated and restless, and she felt a

am I

close to Radley, fearing that if he got too close,

in love with Radley two years ago wasn’t a coincidence. Perhaps he’s just my

forcing herself to return to reality.

I can’t make the

Ink, Heartless Scoundrel,

texted Ink and decided to bring Jakob along.

of them would be present, it would be

the host, she arrived at the restaurant early

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

the front yard of the restaurant, which had a nice view of a bamboo forest and peacocks

waited, a

arrived after

floral dress, which made

the two of them were conversing in

You mentioned that he’s the son of a wealthy family in Hartterre, but

“You’ll know when

the yard, they heard noises coming from the

duckbill cap who walked in. He was about 5’9″ tall and appeared

took a quick curious glance over. Since Jakob went to get Heartless Scoundrel, this person

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

was difficult to place.

taken aback with just one glance. It all seemed too absurd

long time

softly laughed next

was Inken Callahan, the son of the Callahan family of Hartterre. In Hartterre, he was a

still inside his mother. As a result, he became a pretty boy who was always

had a lot of influence in Hartterre, but sadly, they only had one child, leading the people of

had actually met