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

It has a calming effect. However,

you help me create some

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 perfume actually required many days.

create a simplified version for

is just agarwood with herbs 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

she had completely let go

past.

the scent, it was already afternoon,

Freya was agitated and restless, and she felt a tinge of

I

to be afraid of getting too close to Radley, fearing that if he got too close, she would fall in love with him.

two years ago wasn’t a

pinched her hand, forcing herself to return to

can’t make the same mistake twice!

Freya, Ink, Heartless Scoundrel, and Tisch agreed

decided to bring

it would be an excellent chance

chose a restaurant as the venue. As the host,

private, so she had reserved

she waited for them in the front yard of the restaurant, which had a nice view of a bamboo forest and

waited, a light

after

dress in a floral dress, which

picking up Heartless Scoundrel, so the two

yet! I don’t even know what he looks like. You mentioned that he’s the son of a wealthy

smiled. “You’ll know when

about ten minutes of waiting in the yard, they heard noises coming from

walked in. He was about 5’9″ tall

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

his hat and

aura that was difficult to place. His striking features resembled the

with just one glance. It all seemed too absurd

“Tisch, long time no

next

name was Inken Callahan, the son of the Callahan family of Hartterre. In Hartterre, he was a well-known

result, he became a pretty boy who was always sick. When the wind blew,

but sadly, they only had one child, leading the people of Hartterre to speculate that their legacy

met Inken before.