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

the table. “Now what? ‘Frea’

not what I meant-

person you like.” Jamie returned to his room after

entered the bedroom, coldness and soberness

before tossing the suit jacket he loathed

buzzed, so he picked it

‘Newest Message’

the password, a message popped out.

The Green Flamation forum has learned about Moonblade. Boss asked me to seek your

moment, Jamie flipped the ash of his cigarette

they won’t hesitate to hunt her down. Are you trying to declare war against

reply came quickly. ‘I just asked Boss,

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

pocket, he stretched lazily before walking into the room

the room to iron

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

the opportunity to

Inken was rather optimistic. However, he became more and more serious about the matter over time.

so they refused to release Brisa. Even when the Callahan family

missions for The Green Flamation forum over the years.

there

page was the only exception, but Brisa

to find an explanation, but

stay in the villa, but she had

I’ll quit the contest. Inken and I need

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

as she walked on the beach. It was

she picked up the seashells, all she could think of was Brisa.

walking until she reached the end of Pink Beach. Due to the program, the

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

have so much energy,” she lamented before walking

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