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.

want to ask. But now, it involved the Kaufmann family and Freya,

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

what I meant-

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

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

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

buzzed, so he picked it up

‘Newest Message’

he entered the password, a message popped

has learned about Moonblade.

a moment, Jamie flipped the ash of

her, they won’t hesitate to hunt her down. Are

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

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

his pocket, he stretched lazily before walking into

steamer in the room to iron his

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

She took the opportunity to ask about Brisa ast she continued her

optimistic. However, he became more

have found something in their investigation, so they refused to release Brisa. Even when the Callahan family pressured them, they wouldn’t

Inken looked into Brisa’s missions for The

was the largest trading forum on the dark web, there were

free task page was the only exception, but Brisa never accepted any mission

find an explanation, but their effort

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

I’ll quit the contest. Inken and I need to find

the horizon, painting the sky orange. The tide rose, and the waves repeatedly lapped

she walked on the beach. It was already

picked up the seashells, all she could

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

looked into the distance and

so much energy,” she lamented

After she got hit by the volleyball, the boys immediately ran to