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.”

the tea

are the master, and

on mortise and tenon

watched as she worked on various small

to be steady when making these things.

small wood quite

Freya smiled.

a surgeon, her hands were definitely

areas. After carving a few small parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had just

watched her with a

did not speak when Freya made

stool did

the hole

widened her eyes and said, “Then why didn’t you say anything

you did not make

chatted, the office door

Radley stood at the door, holding a tablet in

“Radley, you’re here.”

his gaze

scrutiny. “Mr.

he looked at Brandon. “Mr. Lane, my company has been handling a project that requires simple mortise and

must formally become my disciple and perform the traditional rites

this was not a difficult

up a cup of tea, and placed it

the teacup

deep brows and eyes glanced imperceptibly at

Brandon sighed softly.

be truly interested in tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this young

satisfied with the future husband of

you want to learn from

“Let

“Let me take

!

long table, but it was not very

tablet to look

raise his eyes and see Freya concentrating on various pieces of wood in front of

of his presence, fully immersed in her work

could openly watch her without fear

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