My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 192 The Drunkard’s Intentions Lie Not in the Wine

Radley took the phone back from Hannah’s hand.

Recently, his relationship with Freya had grown much closer, which should have been a good thing. However, as they grew closer, Radley found that his once strong self–control was starting to waver.

He wanted to be a part of her life and openly become the man standing by her side.

Hannah felt a bit aggrieved.

But looking at her brother, she dared not say anything more.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Radley typed on the screen, ‘It was Hannah fooling around just now. Sorry.’

Hannah innocently took the blame.

The next day, Freya got up early, said goodbye to Slyvia after breakfast, and hurriedly drove to West Geft Joint Department.

She wanted to learn several things, mainly related to mortise and tenon structures.

Freya was curious if she could convince, Brandon and his wife to stay in Caltun.

While Brandon was still there, she could learn something with his supervision.

Freya was full of enthusiasm for learning.

But a certain middle–aged man’s enthusiasm for work was clearly not enough.

Freya arrived at Brandon’s office early in the morning and waited until ten o’clock.

Only then did Brandon saunter in with a small cloth bag.

Freya hesitated to speak.

“Mr. Lane, you’re here quite early.”

Brandon chuckled, glancing at the busy scene in the outer office.

“I have nothing else to do.”

Then, he looked somewhat like a master, glancing at Freya. “So, are you my disciple or my boss now?”

Freya chuckled at the slip. “I guess I was a bit careless there. Of course, you’re my master.”

and placed the tea she had prepared in front of

and

thick book on

on various small

steady when making these things. Only then can the parts fit

small wood quite

Freya smiled.

surgeon, her

had already learned these basic skills in other areas. After carving a few small parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had just started and was

her with

not speak when Freya made

could not assemble the small stool

the hole

said, “Then why didn’t you

can you remember if you did not make some

and disciple chatted, the office door suddenly

the door, holding

“Radley, you’re here.”

smiled meaningfully and shifted his

his scrutiny. “Mr. Lane,

Brandon. “Mr. Lane, my company has been handling a

you want to learn from me, you must formally become my disciple and perform the traditional rites of apprenticeship, including

Radley, this was not a

the tea table, picked up a cup of tea, and placed it in front

the teacup with

deep brows and eyes glanced imperceptibly at Freya beside

Brandon sighed softly.

tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this young man had come here not for

husband of his

want

“Let

calm. “Let me take a

!

office had a long table, but

and picked up the tablet to look at the business

he could raise his eyes and see Freya concentrating on various pieces

unaware of his presence, fully immersed

gradually softened. He could openly watch her without fear of being

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