My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Frem Closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Since they have already planned such a detailed escape route, there’s no way we can catch up to them in a short time. We can’t keep playing catchup with them. We must find a way to get ahead of them.”

As she spoke, Freya’s body swayed.

The recent series of events had exhausted her both physically and mentally. On top of that, she had performed intensive work today. The exhaustion was getting to her.

Inken nodded. “Let’s discuss this tomorrow. You need to go back now.” His tone was stern, his attitude firm.

Seeing that Freya was unwilling to leave, he turned to Radley. “Could you please take her back and let her rest properly?

Their gazes met, and Radley nodded. “Alright.”

Seeing that he was about to get up, Freya softened her attitude and relented. She nodded. Then I’ll go back first. Notify me immediately if there’s any news.”

Freya followed Radley into the car, and as the car drove on the road, she sat silently in the back seat.

The moment she closed her eyes, all she could see were images of Eugene being shot in front of her. The warm blood had long been wiped away, but the scorching heat seemed to still linger.

Radley sat beside Freya and reached out to hold her hand.

He looked up at Connor in front and said, “Head back to Smalzot Yard.”

The car changed its direction, turning toward the road to Smalzot Yard instead of Kaufmann Residence.

Freya turned to look at Radley, her eyes filled with confusion.

“Your mother is currently at the hospital with Jolly, and Braxton hasn’t been staying at Kaufmann Residence recently. I’m worried about you going back home alone,” Radley explained.

Freya nodded and turned her gaze toward the night scenery outside.

After a long silence, she finally spoke. “Brisa hasn’t been found yet, and Eugene is gone. Radley, I’m exhausted. I even thought about handing over the Compendium of Medical Wisdom to them. I don’t want to involve more people.”

But if she handed it over to them, and they got what they wanted, she would have no way to seek revenge for the ones who had passed away.

the car accident, and the arson

nails digging

was a deep, underlying hatred. “Why? Why did they do this? What is the meaning behind those golden thread patterns?”

hand that was being held unmoving. As he watched his beloved person being troubled by these

Freya into his arms, his voice deep and filled with the power to calm one’s nerves. “Don’t worry, I’m sure this matter will be

they could have targeted me as well, but

at that time, like

they had plenty of time to shoot her as well, but

standing on the rope ladder was wearing a mask, but she could feel his eyes

every single person who has been

and

bedroom and sat in

about who it could be. She tried to unravel the

car accident happened shortly after I won the bid for the Compendium of

when she began to feel that something

from the Kaufmann family and instead began

that they didn’t harm him. He even said Jovius would have been safe even if he wasn’t the

and after Benjamin’s matter, she didn’t seem to have made any

She couldn’t figure it out, and she

figure

grabbed her. Freya looked up to see Radley staring at her

then don’t think about it. You won’t

pouted, all the sadness and grievances of the day surging within her. Tears

and he didn’t

be

forcing

how close she was to Radley. When she looked up; she

thumped suddenly, and she had originally wanted

hits chest, it softened again

difficulty, she and Radley finally managed tome this far I could try to trust him again and get closer to him

gently held Radley’s waist