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.

didn’t want to ask. But now, it involved the Kaufmann

the table. “Now what? ‘Frea’ is more

not what I meant-

that I won’t hurt the person

entered the bedroom, coldness and soberness replaced the intoxication

lit a cigarette on the balcony before tossing the suit jacket

buzzed, so he picked it up

‘Newest Message’

entered the password,

Moonblade. Boss asked me

Jamie flipped the ash of his

Flamation forum and Radley. If the Kaufmann family finds her, they won’t hesitate to hunt her down.

came quickly. ‘I just asked Boss, and Boss said it’s not

know her face, we need to give her a

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

steamer in the room to iron his

Hartterre, it had been two days since the organizing committee’s last update.

She took the opportunity to ask about Brisa ast she continued

he became more and more serious about the matter over time.

release Brisa. Even when the Callahan family pressured them, they wouldn’t give an inch.

looked into Brisa’s missions for The Green Flamation forum

forum on the dark web, there

only exception, but Brisa never accepted any mission from

took two days to find an explanation,

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

Inken and I

The tide rose, and the

bucket as she walked on the beach. It

the seashells, all she

reached the end of Pink Beach. Due to the program, the production team

tourists. Freya looked into the distance and found a group of boys in their

energy,” she lamented before walking

back. After