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.

was time for the female protagonist to make her entrance. Isabella, with her dress held up, walked -towards the

behind, and the two of them walked from the villa to the Kaufmann Residence’s

sat down next to her mother with a

with a mix of foreign and local styles and some scenes of interaction between the emcee and

her best friend standing on the stage with a stiff

Braxton stood beside Isabella and reached out to hold her hand.

of them whispered something to

interacting with the emcee, it was time for the engaged couple

the dance floor, starting with a waltz.

men and women around her entered the dance

H

remembering how she used to hide in a corner during dinners before. Now, her belly had become her lucky charm, and no one would

Freya was thinking about this, a familiar voice sounded

have this dance, little

her head to see Matthew extending his

casually replied, “Fairies usually don’t

down on the chair

already over, so why are you still

said lazily, “I’m a pregnant woman. If I don’t sit here, do you want

of Braxton and Isabella on the dance floor.

was looking up while the other looking down as if their

with them, and a

to see my brother and

happiness and relief for

for a while before quietly shifting to Freya.

engaged, you should also consider your own lifelong

hurry. Even

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

Wilson’s seminar, saying that the child in your belly is his.

of her brother and Isabella, but when she heard Matthew’s words,