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.

the

pulled into the courtyard, Braxton caught sight of her

slightly as he opened the contact list and

moment of hesitation, Braxton

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

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

a hint of tremor in his

silent for a while, and Isabella’s voice emerged, weak and tinged

tone and thinking about how she had secluded herself at home for over half a month, he was struck by an abrupt surge

to see

weariness,

moment, Braxton came to a sudden realization. She didn’t want to see him. Is it true, as Frey suggested, that Izzy wants to

through him, overwhelming every part of

phone tighter, and after a brief moment of trembling, his resolute feature

a cure, he would never allow

Isabella spoke again. “If there’s nothing else. I’ll hang up now. I have things to

tomorrow.”

he

came to see me today. We talked for a while, and I decided to let go. I can’t

softness, tinged with a sense

tomorrow to finalize the marriage arrangement with the

busy wrapping dumplings while engaging in a lively conversation with two maids by her side.

approached, asking curiously, “What filling are you using for the

about to answer when suddenly, a loud crash echoed from upstairs.

Braxton rushing down the staircase, clutching a coat and car keys

anxious. “What did you tell Izzy

responded, “Nothing special. I just told her not to lock up

it further. He swiftly

the roaring engine sound as a sports car sped away

and before she could even

going on with