My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Edward held his phone tightly. His expression was surprisingly more conflicted than Freya’s when she was in the banquet hall earlier.

Jamie leaned back on the sofa and rested his arms on both sides. He fixed his gaze on his younger brother. “Edward, have you ever thought about fighting for yourself?”

“What do you mean?” Edward asked, confused.

“Freya.”

After a moment of silence, Edward tightened his grip on his phone as he answered, “Jamie, she sees me as a younger brother. I’m like a family to her.”

Being treated like her own brother, he felt so close yet so far from her.

He smiled bitterly. A hint of helplessness appeared on his handsome face. “Whenever Frea spends time with me, she’s relaxed, as though she doesn’t see me as a man.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?” Jamie sat taller. “What’s the point of keeping up the act? You should tell her your feelings.”

“I-I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

Once Freya discovered his feelings for her, knowing her, she would definitely start to avoid him, just like what she did to that guy from the Hood family.

She was resolute and only hesitated when it came to Radley.

Jamie fell silent for a moment. “Edward, think carefully. It might be your only chance to tell her your feelings.”

Edward nodded. The whistling kettle in the kitchen interrupted them.

He got up and went into the kitchen. Later, he returned with a cup of ginger tea. “Jamie, something has been bothering me for a while.”

Jamie paused as if he knew what Edward was going to ask. “If you’re not sure whether you should ask or not, leave it be.”

“But, Jamie, how did you get seriously injured before? You have been changing jobs after Dad. and Mom passed away, but I always feel like those weren’t your real jobs.” Edward held Jamie’s gaze. “I didn’t want to pry, but now you’re working in the Kaufmann Group.”

And known by your colleagues as a gentle and charming special assistant. Edward completed the sentence in his mind.

He knew Jamie better than anyone else. Those aren’t the true him.

the past, he didn’t want to ask. But now, it involved the Kaufmann family and Freya, so he

placed the cup on the table. “Now what? ‘Frea’

not what I meant-

is that I won’t hurt the person

the bedroom, coldness and soberness replaced the

the balcony before tossing the suit jacket he loathed onto his

picked it up and checked

‘Newest Message’

he entered the password, a

has learned about Moonblade. Boss asked me to seek your advice. Should we strike?”

the ash of his cigarette and replied to the

being watched by The Green Flamation forum and Radley. If the Kaufmann family finds her, they won’t hesitate to hunt her down. Are you trying to declare war against The Green Flamation

asked Boss, and Boss

‘Since they know her face, we need to give

into the room to pick up his

steamer in the room to iron

Beach in Hartterre, it had been two days since the organizing committee’s

took the opportunity to ask about Brisa

more and more serious about the matter over time.

found something in their investigation, so they refused to release Brisa. Even

missions for The Green Flamation forum over

trading forum on the dark web, there were never any missions that

page was the only exception, but Brisa never accepted any

took two days to find an explanation, but

her stay in the villa, but she had made. up her

news tomorrow, I’ll quit the contest. Inken and I need to find

horizon, painting the sky orange. The tide rose, and the waves repeatedly lapped against the shore and

she walked on the beach. It was already

picked up the seashells, all she could think of was Brisa.

kept walking until she reached the end of Pink Beach. Due to the

open to tourists. Freya looked into the distance and found a group of boys in their late teens playing volleyball by

have so much energy,” she lamented before walking away.

back. After she got