My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Radley poured a cup of hot tea for Freya and placed it in her hands for her to hold.

He then sat down across from her.

Freya’s heart was a whirlwind of emotions. In her recollections of the past two years, Radley had never displayed such thoughtfulness.

She pondered which version of him was genuine – the one before her now or the one from her memories.

Interrupting her thoughts, Radley inquired, “What’s on your mind? Tell me.”

Freya scolded herself inwardly for getting lost in her reverie. Why do I always lose composure when I see him?

“I’ve come here today for something serious and to offer an apology.”

She raised her head with determination. “I want to withdraw from the competition.”

Radley remained silent.

Freya pressed her lips together and continued, “I know that this decision isn’t good for your image or the brand. Regardless of the consequences, I can bear them, but I’m resolute about withdrawing.”

She added softly “If it leads to any losses, I’ll take full responsibility.”

After she finished speaking, Radley finally asked, “Is it because of Brisa?”

Freya looked at him with surprise and nodded. “Yes, Brisa has been taken into custody by the police, and they haven’t released her yet. Inken hasn’t been able to find out why they are keeping her detained. I need to help him.”

Radley’s gaze deepened. “Perhaps I can help you.”

“No need,” she replied firmly.

She smiled as she continued, “I can’t hide anything from you. By now, you’ve probably figured out the connection between me, Brisa, and Inken. However, it’s not convenient for you to know all the details. What I can share is that the three of us have been friends for many years. Brisa is like family to me, just like my own family members. I can’t simply stand by while she’s in trouble.”

Business might hold significance, but it should always come after family and friends.

Without surprise, Radley nodded in understanding. “I have no objection to your withdrawal. from the competition, and you don’t have to worry about any losses, Public opinion won’t sway me. It’s just…”

what?” Freya inquired.

a question.”

“Is it really

down that this wasn’t the case, but he couldn’t help asking as

hadn’t anticipated

silence, her lips pursed as she softly

ever loved in

tension, and Freya sensed a strong undercurrent in Radley’s gaze.

due to my personal reasons, and I’m willing to share the responsibility with you. Radley, I’m truly sorry.”

apologize. This incident didn’t result in any significant losses to the Monaghan Group; it was just a competition. I believe

you have decided to withdraw from the competition, I’ll have Connor notify the team. You wait

was surprised. “You’re

point in me staying,” Radley replied.

Radley had already risen

on the sofa, Freya picked up her phone and informed Inken of her

hotel near the Callahan Residence for me.

her room to pack her luggage. Radley finished his call and

silence, but a subtle affection began to quietly take root between them.

Freya by his side. When she hinted that he should know the type of person she liked, his initial reaction was joy, but

had missed the

meant risking his life, he

received a call from Inken.

the competition; we’ve resolved Brisa’s

Freya inquired, “What

Brisa. They simply matched her fingerprints and traced her to her

ran away from home. She’s the only daughter of Mr. Davis, one of the ministers in Capitael. As soon as her fingerprints matched, the Davis. family issued a gag order and came to Hartterre

shocked, recalling Brisa’s confident confrontation with Riley and her casual mention of the

had the backing of the

help but chuckle. “So, her

Davis, and her name is Brisa Davis.” Inken gritted his

been listening attentively beside Freya. When she ended the call, he asked, “So, you don’t need to withdraw from the competition