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.

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

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

what I

I won’t hurt the person you like.” Jamie

bedroom, coldness and soberness replaced the intoxication in his

balcony before tossing the suit jacket he loathed onto his

it up and checked the notification.

‘Newest Message’

entered the password,

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

the ash of

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 forum, or the

asked Boss,

‘Since they know her face, we need

into the room to pick up his suit jacket

stand steamer in the room to iron his jacket carefully.

it had been two days since the organizing committee’s last update. It seemed

had been busy over the past two days. She took the opportunity

optimistic. However, he became more and more

to have found something in their investigation, so they refused to release Brisa. Even when the Callahan family pressured them, they wouldn’t give an

into Brisa’s missions for The Green

forum was the largest trading forum on the dark web, there were never any missions that were out of line under the Ink’s supervision.

only exception, but Brisa never accepted any mission

two days to find an explanation, but their

during her stay in the villa, but she had

contest. Inken

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

carried a small bucket as she walked on the beach. It was already full of seashells.

picked up the seashells, all she could think

Pink Beach. Due to the program, the

areas were still open to tourists. Freya looked into the distance and found a group of boys in their

energy,” she lamented before

back. After she got hit by the volleyball, the boys