My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya stayed at the Monaghans’ mansion until the evening before driving back home.

After Freya had dinner with Braxton and Sylvia, the three of them sat in the living room and chatted.

Braxton laughed and said, “Mom, Isabella will come tomorrow and celebrate the New Year with us.”

“Isabella is coming? But tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. How can the Parkers bear to let her go?” Sylvia was in a great mood. “If that’s the case, I’ll have the kitchen staff prepare some dishes and snacks that Isabella likes. And when it’s New Year’s Day, don’t stay at home. Go to the Parkers’ house to celebrate the New Year.”

According to the customs of Caltun, after getting married, the man should go to the woman’s house during festivals and bring some gifts to show his sincerity.

This was called the festival gifts.

Braxton had already sent the festival gift two days ago when he was at the Parkers’ house. He even stayed there for a day.

Freya stared at Braxton with a mischievous smile. “Brax, how much do you miss Isabella? It’s New Year’s Eve, and you still want to stick with her. You can spend the eve at our house and go to her house on New Year’s Day.”

Freya teased him, looking mischievous.

Sylvia reached out and patted her. “Don’t make fun of your brother. He’s doing well. He found himself a wife, but what about you?”

Freya said weakly, “I have Jolly.”

The three of them chatted for a while before going back to their rooms to sleep.

The next day.

It was New Year’s Eve.

The weather was very fitting, as it started snowing heavily. When Freya woke up, her windowsill was already covered with a layer of soft snow.

She picked out a red coat with a traditional collar, along with a pleated long skirt from her wardrobe.

Then she went to Jolly’s room and saw two nannies dressing him.

The clothes were chosen by Sylvia. It was a red outfit embroidered with golden letters.

Freya covered her face and laughed. “You look just like a doll, Jolly.”

The nannies smiled and said, “Miss, you look beautiful as well.”

Freya coughed lightly. “It’s the day to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. We should dress festively.”

Freya carried Jolly downstairs. Sylvia had also decorated the living room with a festive. atmosphere.

There were snacks, some melon seeds, and dried fruits on the table.

was

and said to Jolly, “Jolly, go and greet Grandma.”

Jolly’s head from behind with her finger, making him bow his head as if he was groveling.

Freya and then looked

Don’t touch his head like that!” Sylvia held Jolly and sat on the couch, looking satisfied. She took a toy from the table and handed it to Jolly.

Sylvia, resting her chin on her hand as

with the toy in his hand, his big black eyes moving around. His

stared at Jolly and couldn’t help but feel that she could see some resemblance to Radley on his

think Jolly looks a bit like

Someone?

as she carefully observed her

does look a bit like that man, but he’s

felt a bit

Jolly looked more and more like Radley

looked even more like

the secret too easily.

Freya frowned.

too much. Now, everyone in Caltun thinks that Jolly is

not going to marry Matthew. It’s just a cover,” Freya said anxiously. “I’m worried

it comes. Today is New Year’s Eve. It’s the end

aside those troubling thoughts.

Today is New Year’s Eve. Let’s not think about those

looked out the window.

is getting heavier.

traffic during the New Year. He’s probably stuck in

the couch and chatted, Jolly suddenly called out.

“Mia-”

and immediately looked

did Jolly just

Marshall also heard it. “He’s only

smart children start talking at six months old. It means that the baby has a talent

this appearance and intelligence…

of Radley’s and my genes, Freya suddenly

furrowed

did she think

Mama.” Freya smiled and played with Jolly, hoping that he would say it again.

toy, opening and closing

sounds.

later, Braxton brought

rushed in and went straight to