My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya turned around to leave, but Matthew grabbed her wrist.

She turned around and saw that Matthew’s expression was unusually serious.

“I know you don’t believe me. It’s normal for you not to believe me given my reputation.”

Matthew reached into his pocket and took out a velvet box.

It was a very old-fashioned jewelry box.

Matthew opened it solemnly.

A diamond ring lay in the velvet box.

“This was left to me by my grandmother. It’s her only heirloom.”

His gaze was firm, and his usually carefree face showed nervousness and anticipation.

“Freya, after spending so much time together, I have truly fallen in love with you. I hope you can give me a chance to prove my love for you.”

After saying this, Matthew smiled. “Haven’t you noticed that I haven’t caused any scandals since we’ve been together?”

A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers in the garden. Freya quietly clenched her hand; she could see Matthew’s caution.

Although he had a smile on his face, his gaze was determined.

Freya pursed her lips and spoke seriously.

“Matthew, to me, you are my brother’s best friend and also my friend. I don’t want to be someone who drags things out, nor do I want to give you false hope. I don’t have romantic feelings for you.”

Matthew’s hand holding the box turned slightly pale, but his expression remained unchanged. “Frey, feelings can be cultivated slowly. If you think I’m not a bad person-”

Freya frowned and interrupted Matthew. “We’ve known each other for so long. If there were real feelings, they would have already developed.”

The path was quiet, and Matthew lowered his gaze.

A few seconds later, he smiled bitterly. “So, do you have romantic feelings for Radley?”

Freya trembled slightly; a hint of panic flashed across her face.

got his answer.

Hartterre, Freya didn’t care about

quietly stole her

up.” Matthew’s

first time he saw Freya in the nightclub,

and boldness that immediately caught his attention.

found out that this wild cat

flower scene for many years, following his own rule of not touching his good friends’ women

he only played with the cute little wild cat.

of Freya made his heart itch, and he yearned

falling in love happens

the box and tried to put it on

don’t do this.” Freya tried to pull her hand back.

you don’t want to accept me now, then consider it a gift from a

was low, with a hint of stubbornness.

“No friend would give a gift like

withdrew her hand.

it’s better for us to clarify everything

confessions. seriously, but starting today, she felt that she needed to create

a rift had suddenly

faint sense of alienation from Freya made Matthew’s

straightforward.” Matthew’s voice sounded

around for many years and had

nor rejecting, just enjoying the men’s

an absurd idea. He would rather Freya neither reject nor

just wanted to stay by her side

she was a bit of a

Freya had good intentions, but she

feel a suffocating pain.

Matthew, who was inexplicably standing there like a stone.

You’ve been to the Kaufmann Residence many times, so you should be able to find your way

suddenly spoke up.

leave and looked up

and held down her arms before she

maybe you should try it to