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.

TV was

and said to Jolly,

lightly tapped Jolly’s head from behind with her finger, making him bow his head

looked at Jolly with a

is only six months old. Don’t touch his head like that!” Sylvia held Jolly and sat on the couch, looking satisfied. She took a

sat next to Sylvia, resting her chin on her hand as

his hand, his big black

Jolly and couldn’t help but feel that she could see

to Sylvia, “Mom, do you think Jolly

Someone?

as she carefully observed

he’s much

a

wouldn’t be a good thing if Jolly looked more and more like Radley Monaghan when

even more

would see through the secret

Freya frowned.

it too much. Now, everyone in Caltun thinks that Jolly is Matthew’s

marry Matthew. It’s just a

with the future when it comes. Today is New Year’s Eve. It’s

put aside those troubling thoughts.

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

looked out the

getting heavier. Has Brax

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

of them sat on the couch and

“Mia-”

startled and immediately looked at

did Jolly just call me

it. “He’s only

online that some smart children start talking at six months old. It means that the baby

this appearance

Radley’s and my genes, Freya

furrowed her brows.

did she think of Radley

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

his toy, opening and closing his cute little mouth

sounds.

while later, Braxton brought Isabella home.

to Freya.