My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 252 Can Come Every Day 

Freya felt relieved upon hearing that. Her trip to Vroria would have been meaningless had Radley decided to stay in Vroria.

However, when she heard that Radley was going back tonight, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss.

“I can come over again tomorrow afternoon,” Radley mentioned casually.

Freya was taken aback. “Huh?”

Radley’s gaze was indifferent as if he was talking about something ordinary. “For the next two and a half months, I can handle the company’s affairs in the morning and pick you up here around 3 p.m. for some relaxation.”

Freya was speechless.

There was no need for that!

If that happened, she wouldn’t be able to hide the fact about the child anymore!

After the two sat by the creek for a while, Freya felt a bit hungry. She then took Radley to a restaurant in the city center.

Marshall Residence.

Sylvia and Ashley were chatting in the living room.

Ryan walked in from outside.

“Aunt, Mom,” he greeted the women.

Sylvia noticed the pastry box in his hand and smiled. “Did you go out to buy pastries?”

“Frey used to love their pastries the most, so I lined up today to get some for her.” Ryan smiled. “Where is Frey?”

Sylvia checked the time.

“She should have finished her walk and be in her room.”

Ryan nodded and walked into the corridor on the first floor with the pastry box. He lightly knocked on Freya’s door.

“Frey?”

There was no response from inside the room.

Ryan knocked twice more.

knocking also alarmed Sylvia and Ashley in the living

frowned and looked up at the maid nearby.

“I was cleaning the corridor just now.

darkened as she stood

walk in

someone to the garden to find

butler hurriedly left.

her. “Frey

a while. Don’t worry

hint of worry on Sylvia’s

room recently. Maybe she played in

worry? I can only feel at case if she stays under my

living room with the pastry box.

worry, Aunt Sylvia. Frey must be

looked at the sky to check the weather and gave

getting cold. Ryan, go get

down the pastry box and

walked a dozen steps before taking out his phone and calling Freya.

6 p.m.

with Radley and was now strolling in the night market.

a tourist city, many places had lively night

have, so Freya was very excited as she pulled Radley through various night markets and showed him interesting things

currently standing in front of a small stall, looking at a hairpin made of wood. The hairpins were

was about to hand the hairpin to Radley, her

and glanced at it. It was

stall and walked to the side while

“Ryan? What’s wrong?”

sounded anxious. “Where are you, Frey?

shrunk and softly sighed at the thought of how angry Sylvia looked earlier.

home, so I came out for a

to us. Where are you now? I’ll come pick you up.”

looked at the night market and then at Radley

my own

spoke, Freya checked the time. It was 6:10 p.m. She calculated the distance and promised seriously, “I’ll definitely be home before 7 p.m.”

It’s not. as safe as you think outside. It’s not like Aunt Sylvia wants to

and looked at Radley

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