My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

After spending a few moments in the living room, Freya returned to her room, whereupon she gave Melissa a call to comfort her for Benjamin’s passing, not to mention the previous incidents that were bothering her. Because of that, Freya was worried about Melissa’s mental state but was grateful that Hannah was there to accompany Melissa and give her some emotional support. As time went by, Freya already hear some laughter from the other side of the phone during their tele-conversation.

On New Year’s Eve, Freya finally left the Kaufmann Residence and paid Brandon a visit, as well as to check on Trisha’s health condition. “It looks like Mrs. Lane’s illness has been cured. Freya smiled and added. “In fact, she seems to be fitter than you are now.

When Trishagheard that, she became worried. “Are you saying that Brandon has health issues?”

“Nah, it was just a metaphor.” Freya laughed it off.

Unlike the Kaufmann Residence, the area where Brandon lived was filled with a strong festive vibe. In the meantime, Brandon looked like he would indulge himself in celebrating the occasion, as he had not celebrated the New Year Festival in his hometown for years.

While the entire courtyard was decorated with colorful lights and lanterns, the walls and pillars were covered with drawings and paintings. Also, there were striking string lights that ran from one streetlight to another, brightening up the entire region.

Standing at the courtyard’s entrance, Freya gazed at Brandon with her hands right behind her back. “You don’t look like you’re celebrating the New Year Festival, Master. Instead, you look like you just got married.”

At that moment, Brandon was busy grinding wood in the courtyard. Despite the cooling weather, he was so absorbed in his work that he didn’t feel cold at all. In fact, his forehead was even covered in sweat. Upon

earing Freya’s words, the man responded with a cold chuckle. “I think you’ve been idle around a lot lately. Ever since you came back from Vroria, you haven’t really laid a finger on a piece of wood, have you? Intly, I thought you were busy with your postnatal duties of looking after Jolly, but it’s been almost half a year since then. So, what’s it going to be now? Have you grown tired of learning?”

my hands.” Freya

Trisha brought out two cups of tea and handed one to each of them at the door. Then, she si she watched the bickering between Freya and her mentor. Although they didn’t have children, Trisha long treated Freya as one of her own. As Freya always seemed like a disciple and perhaps a daughter to Brandon, she was expected to

and enjoyed their tea. Then, Freya couldn’t help but notice the steam that a rising from the teacup

away Brandon gazed at Freya.

I first regained my memory, I was so overwhelmed by both love and rage that I besane worried that I might have split personalities. Nevertheless, that feeling has slowly disappeared over the last six months.” Freya then turned around and looked at Brandon. “Instead, the happy

lost memories, you must never go back on your own words. For that, I

While the emotions I feel from the incidents in the

Life is all about going with

flow, but I can’t stop Radley from disturbing me amidst my sleep in the middle of the night. Ever since Melissa got into trouble, Radley would call her once every few days out of concern. However, he knew where to draw

her. Nevertheless, she could never accept him so long as she didn’t take the initiative to get over the incident that had been bothering her, yet she didn’t know what to do to move on from those incidents.

it.” Freya smiled coldly.

Freya as she nodded in response. After having lunch at Brandon’s place, she

New Year Festival. When Freya went downstairs, she saw

Year is just around the corner, but you seemed to be away from home the

master. It was something I had to do out

cousin ordered some tea leaves and had them delivered here yesterday. Mr. Lane is a

tea leaves and got into her car. Upon arrival at the Monaghans’ mansion, Freya took a deep breath as she hadn’t set foot in this place for about half a year. Nonetheless, the security guards at the entrance could still recognize Freya, whereupon they let her in directly. After that, she drove all the way to the front of the villa and pulled up at the