My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Ron’s face bore a gentle smile.

Jonas chuckled. “Izzy, you should learn from Frey. You two have been friends for so many years. Look at how sensible she is compared to you.”

Isabella fidgeted with her food, her eyes widening with surprise.

Without much thought, she blurted out, “Well, at least I didn’t give you a surprise grandchild.”

Freya and Isabella had known each other since childhood, and they understood her impulsive nature. Freya didn’t take offense.

However, Ron felt a bit exasperated with Isabella’s behavior. She was being comforted, and yet she was acting ungrateful.

Instantly, his expression turned stern.

Feeling Ron’s disapproval, Isabella quickly shut her mouth.

Freya spent the whole afternoon at the Parker Residence before returning.

As Isabella saw her off, she seemed a bit anxious. “Freya, why hasn’t Brax contacted me yet?”

Freya pondered, “He should be aware that I’m here. Just be patient and wait for his call.”

Isabella smiled. “Alright, but if he still doesn’t contact me tomorrow, I’ll go to the Kaufmann Group and drag him out.”

After bidding farewell to the Parkers, Freya felt significantly uplifted.

She had been weighed down by various concerns lately, with the most pressing one being the delicate situation between Braxton and Isabella.

But now that the matter was finally resolved.

Furthermore, Radley had assured that the contract with Wilson could be settled tomorrow.

Freya lovingly caressed her abdomen, her heart brimming with joy. “My baby, it won’t be long before Mommy can peacefully stay at home. I can’t wait for your arrival.”

As if in response to her words, the baby gave a gentle kick inside her belly, eliciting a joyous smile from Freya. Life had a way of getting better.

at the Kaufmann

pulled into the courtyard, Braxton caught sight of her vehicle. With a mix of

the contact list and lingered

hesitation, Braxton made

the other end, Isabella’s voice sounded fragile. “Hello?”

a tight fist, and his body tensed with anxiety. Despite navigating through countless challenges as the head of

a

for a while, and Isabella’s voice emerged, weak and tinged with sorrow.

at home for over half a month, he was struck by an abrupt surge of heartache.

see you,” he admitted.

weariness, “For what?”

to see him. Is it true, as Frey suggested, that Izzy wants to

sense of despair and heartbreak surged through him,

a brief moment of trembling,

as long as he could find a cure, he would never allow Isabella to

other end, Isabella spoke again. “If there’s nothing else. I’ll

tomorrow.”

that?” he

today. We talked for a while, and I decided to let go. I can’t hang on

carried a softness, tinged with a sense of affirmation.

to Vroria tomorrow to finalize the marriage arrangement with the

soon as Freya arrived and entered the living room, she saw Sylvia busy wrapping dumplings while engaging in

“What filling are you using for the

when suddenly, a loud crash echoed from

down the staircase,

by Freya, Braxton seemed anxious.

her not to lock up herself all the

had no time to delve into it further. He swiftly

courtyard resonated with the roaring engine sound as a sports car sped away

taken aback by Braxton’s unexpected actions, and before she could even answer Freya, she turned

with