My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya kept her head down and ate her meal in silence.

Isabella wanted to persuade her again, but then she noticed a tear falling into her bowl.

She was taken aback. “Freya, are you crying? I didn’t mean to be so harsh. Please don’t be like this…”

Freya wiped away her tears and looked up. “Actually, I understand why Radley doesn’t want to see me. He believes his legs are beyond repair and doesn’t want to burden me.”

Isabella didn’t know how to console Freya and stammered, “Maybe. Your brother discussed it with me before, and he also mentioned it as a possible reason.”

After all, Braxton had done something similar in the past.

After finishing her meal, Freya returned to her desk, and this time, Isabella didn’t attempt to persuade her.

“Don’t worry about Jolly. Your mother goes to check on him every day now.”

Freya nodded. Sylvia wanted to come to her place initially, but she was concerned that her mother would be heartbroken seeing her suffer like this, so she purposely convinced Sylvia to go and take care of Jovius.

Until eight o’clock in the evening, Freya made several adjustments to the treatment plan on the draft paper beside her, but the success rate remained low.

Isabella had already left. The Kaufmann family’s house had been set on fire and needed to be rebuilt, but no one in the Kaufmann family had the time to do it.

Braxton was currently investigating the individuals who had kidnapped Jovius before. Sylvia was taking care of Jovius, and Freya was studying Radley’s condition at the hospital.

Thus, the responsibility of rebuilding the Kaufmann family fell on the shoulders of Isabella, the future daughter-in-law.

In the ward, Freya discarded a failed improvement plan.

Her chest felt tight, so she stood up and walked to the window, opening it.

A night breeze blew past, and her mood slightly improved. These past few days, she kept envisioning Radley’s previous appearance in her mind.

There were a few nights in the past when he climbed into the Kaufmann Residence through her window. Freya’s eyes were gentle yet determined.

She had kept her relationship with Radley a secret from her master and the Marshall family in Vroria.

matter had ultimately not escaped the attention of the

resources of the Green Flamation forum to search for the individuals who had kidnapped Jovius.

sky, her eyes

pillow on the hospital bed, where a corner of

book she

never seen the real thing. Otherwise, this book would never have slipped

in her possession, those

never part with the book, for she needed to use it as bait to

a car parked in the open space outside the building.

was the Monaghan family’s

her eyes and saw Rosie stepping out of the

Rosie persuading Radley, would he listen?

to the elevator and was about to press the button when she noticed that the floor displayed on the elevator had stopped. on the seventh

at night, and there were very few

is headed to the seventh floor, but isn’t Radley’s ward on the fourth

an instant, she thought of

It seems like Radley already knows Jolly is his son, and

floor, Freya stepped in and pressed the button for the seventh floor. When the elevator reached

a few steps, she spotted Rosie standing in front of Jovius’ ward not far away, peering inside through the small observation

expression on her face

focused and hadn’t noticed

Rosie,” Freya called

There was a somewhat embarrassed look on her face.

Rosie realized how odd her question

“Are you here to see him too? Why

window, Freya saw Sylvia sitting

seconds, looked at Jovius in the ward with a loving gaze, and said, “Freya,

had a grandson, I wanted to bring him to my side, even if it meant throwing away all I

spoke. I’m just sneaking a look at him. He is my

door to the ward. “Go in and

at Freya for a moment and said,