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.

ask. But now, it involved the Kaufmann family and Freya,

cup on the table. “Now

not what I meant-

hurt the person you like.” Jamie returned to

entered the bedroom, coldness and soberness replaced the intoxication in

on the balcony before tossing the suit jacket he loathed onto his

buzzed, so he picked it up and checked the notification.

‘Newest Message’

he entered the password,

The Green Flamation forum has learned about Moonblade. Boss asked

for a moment, Jamie flipped the ash of his cigarette and replied to the message.

won’t hesitate to hunt her down. Are you trying to declare war

just asked Boss, and Boss said it’s not time yet!’

‘Since they know her face, we need to give her a new

he stretched lazily before walking into the room to pick up his suit jacket from the

in the room to iron his jacket

Beach in Hartterre, it had been two days since the organizing committee’s last update. It seemed like they had left room for the

busy over the past two days. She took the opportunity to

was rather optimistic. However, he became more and more serious about the

refused to release Brisa. Even when the Callahan family pressured them, they

missions for The Green

there were never any missions that were out of line

only exception, but Brisa never accepted any mission from that. section.

and Inken took two days to find an explanation,

appeared to be calm during her stay in the villa, but she

I’ll quit the contest. Inken

horizon, painting the sky orange. The

walked on

the seashells, all she

of Pink Beach. Due to the program, the production team had reserved the Pink

open to tourists. Freya looked into the distance and found a group

energy,” she lamented before

her back. After she got hit by the volleyball, the boys immediately ran