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.

it involved the Kaufmann family and Freya, so he had to find

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

not what I meant-

hurt the person you like.” Jamie returned to his room after

he entered the bedroom, coldness and

before tossing the suit jacket he loathed onto his messy bed.

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

‘Newest Message’

the password, a message popped out.

has learned about Moonblade. Boss

flipped the ash of

hunt her down. Are you trying to declare

‘I just asked Boss, and Boss

reply. ‘Since they know her face, we need to give her a new one!

lazily before walking into the

in the

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

days. She took the opportunity to

rather optimistic. However, he became more and more serious

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

looked into Brisa’s missions for The Green Flamation forum over the

on the dark web, there were never any missions that were out of line under

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

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

the villa, but she had made. up her mind.

contest. Inken and I

sky orange. The tide rose, and the waves repeatedly lapped

small bucket as she walked on

she picked up the seashells, all she could think of

she reached the end of Pink Beach. Due to the

open to tourists. Freya looked into the distance and

so much energy,” she lamented before

it far, she felt pain in her back. After she got hit by the volleyball, the