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.

put her phone down and rested in her room after having lunch. By

headed to the Monaghan Group. However, as soon as her car left the Kaufmann Residence, it was swarmed by a group of reporters

looking at the crowd

Vroria, nobody had bothered her. So, what is all this fuss about?

rolled down the car window, and

morning, the Iternia embassy in Vroria issued a public thank-you letter to you. The Iternia royal family also released a

had no clue about any of

there were only a few reporters. Freya could still manage the situation, but with so many of them surrounding

to attend to right now, and I can’t grant interviews. As for what you mentioned, it’s just part of my job. Can you please make way

for a few moments. “It’ll only take

don’t have much time for all

toward the Monaghan Group. Once she arrived,

she did was prepare Pearson’s remains, yet she never expected such

she read through the various news reports, a softness gradually appeared in Freya’s eyes.

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

forbidden to say farewell, sometimes not even allowed to shake hands. Freya had even heard stories of morticians’ friends refusing

out

“I’m here.”

through calmly. “I’ll be

short while, Radley emerged from the Monaghan Group building. Freya curiously glanced behind him.

“Where’s Connor?”

left early today, but he didn’t,” Radley replied

“Connor is such

as he looked at the car that Freya

my

“Alright.”

Freya to a bustling

did you bring me here?” Freya asked.

accompany me to buy something.” Radley turned to Freya. “Since you came to express your gratitude,