My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

After her late-night meal, Freya returned to her room and freshened up before finally lying down on her bed.

Perhaps it was due to her long absence from the funeral parlor, but she felt uneasy today.

Gently caressing her abdomen, Freya couldn’t tell if it was due to her work or her current physical condition that caused her discomfort,

“Baby, both you and Mommy have had a tough day. You must grow up strong and healthy,” Freya murmured softly to her unborn child.

The next day.

Freya slept in until half-past ten in the morning. After getting up and freshening herself, she went downstairs for breakfast.

After breakfast, Freya lounged restlessly on the sofa, feeling rather bored.

She thought about visiting Wilson and Amy, but she hesitated. The couple had just lost their only son and needed the support of their close family. As a friend, Freya worried that her presence might be more of a burden than a solace.

She decided to send a message to Radley. ‘Did you visit Wilson after leaving my place yesterday?”

Within three seconds, Radley replied. ‘Yes, I did. Wilson mentioned that Pearson’s funeral will take place in Iternia. He wanted to invite both of us, but considering your health, I decided against it.

Freya sighed. “I understand.

Just as she put her phone down, a new message notification popped up.

‘Do you have time today? Aren’t you planning to thank me for helping to confront Stella?”

Freya stared at the message for a while before typing. Yes.

They agreed to meet at two-thirty in the afternoon.

After confirming the plans, Freya checked the group chat for “Striving for Humanity’s Reproduction!”

Since announcing the interview location, everyone had responded, and the interview was just a few days away.

Brisa would be returning from her trip soon, and Freya planned to ask her to stay in the lab.

Freya put her phone down and rested in her room after having lunch. By one o’clock, she

However, as soon as her car left the Kaufmann Residence, it was swarmed by a group

the crowd of reporters in bewilderment.

her. So, what is all this fuss about?

the car window,

you. The Iternia royal family also released a statement expressing their gratitude for professional dedication and efforts.

left speechless. She had

reporters. Freya could still manage the situation, but with so many of them surrounding her car and numerous photographers present, she could only roll

As for what you mentioned, it’s just part of my job. Can you please make way for me?”

hesitated for a few moments. “It’ll only take a few minutes of your time.. Please?”

much time for all of you. I have urgent matters to attend to. Please

drove toward the Monaghan Group. Once she arrived, she parked the car and swiftly checked the news

prepare Pearson’s remains, yet she

reports, a softness gradually appeared in

the mortician profession. There were numerous misconceptions about this line of work in the public’s perception, and she had been. working hard to correct those

were many taboos-it was forbidden to say farewell, sometimes not even allowed to shake hands. Freya had even heard stories of morticians’ friends

finally got out of

“I’m here.”

through calmly. “I’ll be right

Radley emerged from the Monaghan Group building.

“Where’s Connor?”

early today, but he didn’t,” Radley replied nonchalantly.

clicked her tongue. “Connor

on Radley’s composed face as he looked at the car that Freya

take my car.”

“Alright.”

to a

bring me

you could accompany me to buy something.” Radley