My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Brisa drove the car and brought Freya back to the Kaufmann Residence.

Before they even entered the house, they heard familiar voices coming from the living room.

“Mrs. Kaufmann, I think this outfit suits you better. On the wedding day, you’ll definitely. outshine everyone.”

Sylvia’s soft laughter could be heard, clearly indicating that she was being flattered.

“All eyes will be on the bride by then. I still think this muted white outfit looks better.”

“The white one is a great choice too. It makes you look elegant and noble, highlighting your

best features.”

Freya’s mouth twitched, realizing why her mother had asked her to return for lunch.

When they entered the living room, they saw Matthew sitting across from Sylvia on the opposite sofa, looking like a well-behaved and sensible young man.

When Matthew saw Freya return, he seemed pleasantly surprised.

“Freya’s back.”

Sylvia looked up and said, “Freya, Matthew just returned from the Hartterre branch. You two should have a good chat.”

With that, Sylvia got up and walked toward the dining room.

Once Sylvia left, Matthew immediately dropped his act.

His previously proper posture became a bit more relaxed, and his lips curled up to reveal his snaggletooth. He had a mischievous smile on his face as he asked, “Have you missed me. Frey?”

Freya glared at Matthew. “You’d better behave. If my mom sees your true colors, she’d give you a good scolding.”

“Mrs. Kaufmann likes me a lot. She even praised me for becoming more mature and stable recently.”

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Freya’s belly. “It’s been over seven months already. Our baby must be missing their daddy.”

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Brisa widened her eyes and looked at Matthew, then at Freya.

Also, we’ve already agreed

an eyebrow. “I

used to his attitude. She knew that the more she argued with Matthew,

did not

Freya, Matthew, and Brisa

you’d better not wander around these days. Your brother’s wedding is approaching,” said Sylvia as

soon? Aren’t there many things to prepare?” Freya

came to the wedding preparations, Sylvia seemed quite satisfied with the progress.

Isabella has already taken care of them. She said I don’t have

mentioning Isabella, her daughter-in-law, with a smile

baby for your brother, I will have grandchildren to play with, and I won’t need to bother

babies, the utensils in Freya’s hand froze.

looked up slightly and met Matthew’s gaze. Both

couldn’t tell Sylvia about Braxton’s health condition, and she felt the burden

no plans of leaving and remained in the living room, chatting with

went upstairs to take a nap, leaving

visit, Frey? I can take you

you visit the Hood

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Hartterre?”

Matthew’s expression changed

still at odds

want to be at odds with me. What can I

away, Freya would occasionally hear about. Matthew’s situation from her brother. Even though they were both sons, their parents were reluctant to hand over

understand

and Matthew

hand over the company to Matthew, why bother making things difficult?

thinking about my family’s affairs.” Matthew smiled. “Take good care of

stayed at the Kaufmann Residence before

two days, Freya didn’t go out.

Sylvia, helping her choose dresses and flowers for the upcoming

she knew it, Saturday had

Freya woke

early and quietly left the Kaufmann Residence, avoiding Sylvia. She drove to the small villa where

the car in the courtyard, she noticed a red dot aimed

was a laser sight.