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.

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

behind, and the two of them walked from the villa to the

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

this time was designed by Isabella with a mix of foreign and local styles and some scenes

noticed her best friend standing on the stage with a stiff back.

Isabella and reached

them whispered something to each

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onto the dance floor, starting with a waltz.

caressed her pregnant belly as young men and women around her entered the dance

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

thinking about this, a familiar voice sounded

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raised an eyebrow and turned her head to see Matthew

casually replied, “Fairies usually don’t

and sat down on the

usually don’t dance,” he said. “The ceremony is already over, so why are

belly and said lazily, “I’m a pregnant woman. If I don’t sit here,

looked at the figures of Braxton and

while the other looking down as if

empathize with them, and a radiant smile appeared

brother and

face was filled with happiness and relief

lingered on Braxton and Isabella for a

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belly, feeling carefree. “I’m not in a hurry. Even if I never get married in this lifetime, it

as he thought of what his parents had

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

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