My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Braxton’s voice was hoarse. “I’ve never heard you brag like this before.”

“I’m not bragging!” Freya grew agitated. “I’ve looked at your medical records a few times these past few days, Brax. I’ve done my research; there is hope for your illness!”

However, Braxton shook his head. “You don’t have to comfort me.”

Freya angrily insisted when she heard those words, “I’m telling the truth! Brax, Have you been hopeless. for too long that you are afraid to believe in hope?

“I’m your sister. I won’t give you hope and then let you fall into despair again!”

The lounge area fell silent.

Braxton’s figure was as still as a rock.

“What evidence do you have?” he eventually murmured.

Freya was furious. “I’m your sister. Do I need evidence to show to you?”

She thought for a moment, “I’ll give you the treatment plan within three days. Currently, I think there’s a 40 percent chance of success! But remember, this 40 percent chance is for each attempt! If one doesn’t work, try two times, if two don’t work, try four times! Are you still afraid of the pain from the surgery?” Braxton suddenly looked up with a glimmer of hope in his dim eyes, and his hands trembled slightly. Freya’s chest tightened at the sight, and her heart ached for her brother.

She slowly leaned down and pulled Braxton into a hug.

“Brax, you have to believe in your family.”

Braxton’s voice was throaty when he gave an “okay” after a long while.

Freya’s stomach moved again.

After comforting Braxton, Freya happily sat down on the side.

“Brax, the baby kicked me again!”

Since Freya was now over seven months pregnant, the baby should have been moving its legs and feet by

now.

However, there had been no fetal movement up until now.

Freya smiled as she caressed her belly. “I thought this baby was just lazy.”

Braxton, with a gentle look in his eyes, suggested, “Perhaps the baby sensed that you were angry and excited, and they wanted to help you vent by kicking me.”

As he said that, he suddenly asked out of curiosity. “Frey, don’t you want to know it it’s a boy or a girl?”

Freya shook her head. “I don’t want to know I want to surprise myself”

She’ll Take the Blame

Whether it’s a girl or a boy, the baby was her treasure.

baby would kick again, but the baby

promise to come home after

Isabella a message when she got

really has his reasons. He will explain

doesn’t come to you, I will personally come and explain

she

study Braxton’s medical records. If she could overcome this problem, it would be a

from being as easy as

planned to come up with

was going to

looking

then confessing to Isabella.. As

believed she

would rather be scolded by her

she

when she stayed at home

a Saturday morning, at 8 a.m.

freshening up, she went downstairs to have breakfast.

phone, placed beside her, rang.

meeting at the Joint Department

had been so busy with her brother and Isabella’s matters since returning from Vroria that she

might arrive a little

start at 9 am, but I’ve asked Connor to postpone it to 10 a.m. You’ll

Radley had become particularly demanding recently!

worth a lot. I might not be able to afford it.

the Joint

was fine. The Joint Department had

had been working hard, Freya had

was scheduled at Nightshade Club.

the message, Freya looked at her chat

still hadn’t replied.

and told Sylvia, Mom,

worriedly frowned. “You should be resting at home at this stage of

the baby is very well-behaved. They don’t usually cause me any trouble.

on Sylvia’s forehead relaxed. “This will only be until the end of the month. Starting next month, you have to stay at

might suffocate from boredom if she

come up with her brother’s plan, confess to Isabella,

one knew if that hand might reach out to the Kaufmanns again from the

their hectic schedule,

of the house and headed toward the Joint Department in West

at the time

eyes down as