My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya knew full well that the police had already been meticulous in searching for any breakthrough, but not a hint of suspicious evidence was left at the crime scene…

She took a deep breath and turned to look at the small path she had come from.

The scattered footprints in the woods around the path might be the only thing she could investigate. Even though it was a difficult task, she was determined to try it.

Rather than retracing her steps on the path, Freya entered the nearby grove.

The trees in this grove were dense and blocked out the sun. Even though it was afternoon, it was still dim. inside.

Who knew what it would be like at night?

Freya thought about the many young couples who liked to date in the woods at night. But after what happened to Benjamin, such activities were certainly not going to take place anymore. Nevertheless, it was a line of investigation.

Inside the grove, Freya carefully surveyed the area, walking step by step until she reached the center of the grove. There, she looked around in all directions.

“As expected, nothing,” Freya sighed.

She was about to turn around and leave when she noticed a glint from the corner of her eye.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly realized what it might be and turned back.

Lodged in the tangle of branches of one tree, a camera used for photography was quietly lying there.

Freya’s eyes lit up. She rolled up her sleeves and immediately climbed the tree..

Her climbing skills were decent, and in no time, she had reached the upper branches. She picked up the camera to examine it..

The camera was completely dark, indicating that it had run out of battery.

the camera faced and found that it was pointing at

trees grew closely together, forming

for couples to have some exciting

squinted her eyes.

see the road from this central angle. But in case it captured anyone who had visited the woods on the day of the incident, it could be a lead to follow

the library probably had charging outlets. She planned

the grove, her footsteps momentarily paused as she heard the faint sound

a chill ran down her spine. Without hesitation, she swiftly moved aside.

behind, embedding itself directly where she had been

out on Freya’s back. If it were a while ago, before she had given birth, the arrow

gray figure not far away. Seeing that

fishy about him, but

been investigating for so long

to chase after the figure. Her body was agile, her steps swift. She followed the path out. of the woods and reached the edge of Swan Lake.

and vaulted over it from the edge of the

didn’t know what lay beyond the wall. Jumping over it recklessly

at the wall

before. To reach Swan Lake, apart from the main path, the only

eyes lit up. Maybe my line of thinking had been wrong! The perpetrator might have entered by climbing

who attacked her just now was the killer, but after a scare, people would instinctively choose a place they had previously successfully escaped

split. This was the last push-off after a running start, attempting

and called Officer Jonathan

this is Freya, Melissa’s cousin. I’m at Evergreen University right now, and I’ve found more clues about Benjamin’s

to stay put, they were on their way

here was undoubtedly risky. There was no cover around, and the person she encountered earlier had a crossbow. If they realized their mistake, they would likely appear

For Melissa’s sake, she couldn’t back down.

herself, standing vigilant