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.

But now, it involved the Kaufmann family and Freya, so he

“Now what? ‘Frea’ is

not what

you need to know is that I won’t hurt the person you like.” Jamie returned to

soon as he entered the bedroom, coldness and soberness replaced the intoxication in his

the

so he picked it up and checked the notification.

‘Newest Message’

the password, a

Moonblade. Boss asked me to seek your

Jamie flipped the ash of his cigarette and replied to the

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

Boss,

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

phone back in his pocket, he stretched lazily before walking into the room to pick

the room to iron his

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

took the

However, he became more and more

to have found something in their investigation, so they refused to release Brisa.

Brisa’s missions for The

there were never any missions that

task page was the only exception, but Brisa never accepted any mission from that. section.

days to find an explanation, but their effort

the villa, but she had made.

news tomorrow, I’ll quit the contest. Inken and I need to find a way to

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

bucket as she walked on the beach. It was already

the seashells, all she

kept walking until she reached the end of Pink Beach. Due to the program, the production team had reserved the Pink Beach.

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

have so much energy,” she lamented before

in her back. After