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.

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

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

what I

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

and

before tossing the suit jacket

he picked it up and checked

‘Newest Message’

the password, a message popped out.

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

for a moment, Jamie flipped the ash of his cigarette and replied to the

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

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

know her face, we need

back in his pocket, he stretched lazily before walking into the room to pick up his suit jacket from the bed.

used the stand steamer in the room to iron his jacket carefully.

in Hartterre, it had been two days since the organizing committee’s last update. It seemed like they had left room for

the opportunity to

became more and more serious about the matter over time.

refused to release Brisa. Even when the Callahan family pressured them, they wouldn’t

Brisa’s missions for

forum on the dark web, there were never any

was the only exception, but

Inken took two days to find an explanation, but

during her stay in the

Inken and I need to find a way to rescue Brisa.

The tide rose, and the waves repeatedly lapped against

she walked on the beach. It was already full of seashells.

the seashells, all she could

she reached the end of Pink Beach. Due

distance and found a group of boys in their

energy,” she lamented before walking away.

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