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.

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

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

what I

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

entered the bedroom, coldness and soberness replaced

tossing the

it up and checked the notification.

‘Newest Message’

he entered the password, a

forum has learned about Moonblade. Boss asked me

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

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

Boss, and Boss said it’s

her face, we need to give her

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

the stand steamer in the

on Pink Beach in Hartterre, it had been two days since the organizing committee’s last update. It

been busy over the past two days. She took the opportunity to ask

Inken was rather optimistic. However, he became more and more serious about

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

for The Green

dark web, there were never any

was the only exception, but Brisa never

two days to find an explanation, but their effort

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

Inken and I need

at the horizon, painting the sky orange. The tide rose,

bucket as she walked on the

seashells, all she could think of was Brisa.

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

looked into the distance and found a group of boys

she lamented before walking

pain in her back. After