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 cup on the table. “Now what? ‘Frea’ is more important

not what I meant-

person you like.” Jamie returned to his

bedroom, coldness and

the suit jacket he loathed onto his messy bed.

picked it up and

‘Newest Message’

entered the password, a message popped

‘Strategist, The Green Flamation forum has learned about Moonblade. Boss asked me to seek your advice. Should

pondering for a moment, Jamie flipped the ash

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

quickly. ‘I just asked Boss,

know her face,

into the room to pick up

steamer in the room to iron

days since the organizing committee’s last update. It seemed like they had left room

the opportunity to ask about Brisa ast she

became more and more serious about the

something in their investigation, so they refused to release Brisa. Even when the Callahan

looked into Brisa’s missions for The Green

forum on the dark web, there

the only exception, but Brisa never

days to find an explanation, but their effort was wasted.

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

Inken and I need to find

The tide rose, and the waves

small bucket as she walked on the beach. It

seashells, all she could think of was Brisa.

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

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

energy,” she lamented before walking

it far, she felt pain in her back. After