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.

involved the

“Now what?

what I

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

coldness and soberness replaced

lit a cigarette on the balcony before tossing the suit jacket he

phone buzzed, so he picked it up and checked

‘Newest Message’

he entered the password, a

Flamation forum has learned about Moonblade.

Jamie flipped the ash of his cigarette and replied to the message.

family finds her, they won’t hesitate to hunt her down. Are you trying to declare war against The Green Flamation forum, or the Monaghan family and the

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

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

into the room to pick up his suit jacket from

steamer in the room to

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

the past two days. She took the opportunity to ask about

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

release

missions for

there were never any missions that were out of line under the

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

took two days to find an explanation, but

during her stay in the villa,

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

4 p.m., the sun set at the horizon, painting the sky orange. The tide rose, and the

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

seashells, all she could think of was

until she reached the end of Pink Beach. Due to the

and found a group of boys in their late teens playing volleyball by

she lamented before walking away.

After she got hit