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

the courtyard, Braxton caught sight of her vehicle. With a mix of emotions, he

opened the contact list and lingered on the contact at the very top- Isabella

brief moment of hesitation, Braxton made the

other end, Isabella’s voice

his body tensed with anxiety. Despite navigating through countless challenges as the head of

me, Braxton,” he uttered with a hint of tremor in his

other end of the line remained silent for a while, and Isabella’s voice emerged, weak and tinged with sorrow. “Braxton, what do you want?”

she had secluded herself at home for over half a

see you,”

weariness,

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

heartbreak surged through him,

and after a brief moment of trembling, his resolute

as long as he could find a cure, he would never

there’s nothing else. I’ll hang up

tomorrow.”

he

a while, and I decided to let go. I can’t hang on to this

softness, tinged with a sense of

to Vroria tomorrow to finalize

soon as Freya arrived and entered the living room, she saw Sylvia busy wrapping dumplings while engaging in a lively conversation with two maids

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

answer when suddenly, a

looked up, and within seconds, they witnessed Braxton rushing down the

passed by Freya, Braxton seemed anxious. “What did you

just told her not to lock

it further. He swiftly turned

the courtyard resonated with the roaring engine sound as a sports

by Braxton’s unexpected actions, and before she could even

going on with your