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 stage with a stiff

walked from the villa to the Kaufmann

the garden, Isabella, holding up her dress, sat down next to her mother with a stiff smile on

a mix of foreign and local styles and some scenes of interaction between

the lively scene and noticed her best friend

and reached out to hold

something to each other,

for the

the dance floor, starting

belly as young men and

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

a familiar voice sounded

have this dance, little fairy?”

an eyebrow and turned her head to see Matthew extending his hand beside

replied, “Fairies usually don’t dance

and sat down on the

said. “The ceremony is already over, so why are you

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

looked at the figures of Braxton and

if their eyes

and a radiant smile appeared on her face.

to see my brother

happiness and relief for her brother and Isabella.

gaze lingered on Braxton and Isabella for a while before quietly

engaged, you should also

a hurry. Even if I never get married in this lifetime, it doesn’t

he thought of what his parents had told him when

from Hartterre this time, I heard that Radley announced some news at Wilson’s

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