My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Four days passed in the blink of an eye.

Freya’s recent lifestyle was very simple. She went to work at the West Geft Joint Department during the day and returned to the Kaufmann Residence at night, comforting Isabella over the phone.

Today was the day Isabella and Braxton got engaged.

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Because of the banquet procedures, Isabella arrived at the Kaufmann Residence early in the morning to start preparing.

On the first floor, Isabella and Freya stayed in a room together, leaning against the window and looking outside.

The flowers that were just airlifted last night were now arranged and embellished in the Kaufmann Residence’s garden, adding a touch of spring and vitality to the late autumn garden.

Freya smiled and commented, “My mom rarely hosts dinners at home. She doesn’t like it when others. make a mess of the house. This is the first time I’ve seen the house decorated so grandly.”

Isabella, who had already had her makeup and hair done by a stylist, stood there with her hands trembling slightly.

Freya’s gaze shifted from outside the window back to Isabella’s trembling hands.

She chuckled and tried to comfort her. “Isabella, there’s no need to be so nervous, right? It’s just an engagement banquet for now. If you’re this nervous, won’t you faint at the wedding banquet in a few months?”

Isabella coughed lightly, her voice sounding as if it was squeezed out of her throat.

“I… I consider this… a long-cherished wish fulfilled. How can I not be nervous?”

Freya gently caressed her belly and nodded. She was wearing an exceptionally loose evening gown today, with only a stretchy band below her chest, and the rest of the skirt was loose.

Isabella looked at the time and said, “No, I have to change into my dress quickly. The emcee will call us on stage soon.”

Freya cooperated with Isabella and, with the help of two maids, slowly fastened the gorgeous engagement dress.

“It’s done.”

Music started playing outside.

the female protagonist to make her entrance. Isabella, with her dress held up, walked -towards the stage with a stiff smile on her face.

of them walked from the villa to the Kaufmann Residence’s

Isabella, holding up her dress, sat down next to her mother

banquet this time was designed by Isabella with a mix of foreign and local styles and some scenes of interaction between the emcee and the engaged

watched the lively scene and noticed her best friend standing on the

chuckled softly. Braxton stood beside Isabella and reached out to hold her

of them whispered something to each other, and Isabella

with the emcee, it was time for the engaged

the dance

and women around

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dinners before. Now, her belly had become her lucky charm,

about this, a familiar voice sounded beside

have this dance, little

head to see Matthew

chuckled and casually replied, “Fairies usually don’t dance

sat down on the chair beside Freya.

he said. “The ceremony is already

a pregnant woman. If I don’t sit here, do you want me to go

figures of Braxton

while the other looking down as if their eyes and the world only

them, and a

my brother and Isabella

was filled with happiness and relief for

and Isabella for a while before quietly shifting to Freya.

that your brother is engaged, you should also consider your

in a hurry. Even

gaze deepened slightly as he thought of what his parents had told him when he returned

at Wilson’s seminar, saying that the child in your

but when