My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 300 Mr Inken’s Treat 

Freya lived in the innermost room, while Brisa’s room was right next to hers.

After they returned to their rooms and put away their luggage, Freya finished washing up and went out, only to see Brisa walking out with a smile on her face and her phone in her hand.

“Did you see the message from Ink?” Brisa asked.

“What message? I was taking a shower just now and didn’t see it.”

Freya approached Brisa, and the screen of her phone was already filled with messages from

Ink.

Ink: You guys left without telling me anything!

Ink sent a lot of pictures: some of them were of him waiting for them in front of the airport, and some in the restaurant, where a private room had already been reserved.

The dishes were already served, and there was also a collection-grade red wine.

On top of that, his handsome face, which was originally delicate, now looked even more pitiful with resentment.

Freya sighed, “Didn’t we send him a message?”

“I did, but he said he was waiting for us at the airport and didn’t see the message.”

Hearing that, Freya chuckled. “Let’s not let him resent us like this. After all, we have free time. tonight, so why don’t we go over?”

“That’s what I had in mind.” Brisa smiled.

washing up, and her hair

them walked out of the villa, and Brisa

especially in early February, as the cold wind at night was freezing

shivered as she tried to enjoy the night view. However, the moment the cold wind. blew, she immediately closed the car

was thinking, having a contest by the seaside in the

scenery in Hartterre. Even in winter, it doesn’t affect the beauty of Pink Beach. No matter how authoritative the organizing committee is, as long as they need money, they will still listen to some of the opinions

and the two of them drove toward the location

north of Hartterre, while the restaurant chosen by Ink was in

the two of them arrived at the restaurant, Ink was already slumped on the sofa in

you? Are

smiled. “Brisa, it seems like you don’t want to

Mr. Inken of the Callahan family,

always been like

at Freya next to

unhappy upon hearing

your preferential treatment is

chatting for a while,

the comments online, and I think you don’t need to pay attention to those idle

one of

this, but this time, it’s being held in Hartterre. The organizers approached my father, and since it was

them chatted while eating.

same time, Inken

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