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.

escaped the attention of the

resources of the Green Flamation forum

gazed at the night sky, her

looked under the pillow on the hospital bed, where a corner of the

peeking out. The book she had handed over was a counterfeit.

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

long as the “Compendium of Medical Wisdom” was in her possession, those people would reappear sooner

deep hatred for those people, she would never part with the book, for she needed to use it as bait to

for a while, Freya noticed a car parked in

was the Monaghan

and saw Rosie stepping out of the car and

was Rosie persuading Radley, would he listen?

for a moment, then turned and opened the door to the ward. She walked to the elevator and was about to press the button when she noticed

was already late at night, and there were very few people using

seventh floor, but isn’t Radley’s ward on

she thought of Jovius on the seventh

pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment. It seems like Radley already knows Jolly is his son, and from the looks

button for the seventh floor. When the elevator reached

ward not far away, peering inside through the small observation window on

expression on her face

Rosie remained focused and hadn’t noticed her.

Freya called

her head and saw Freya. There was a somewhat embarrassed look on her face. “Freya, why are

her question sounded. “I guess you came to see

to see him too?

Freya saw Sylvia sitting beside

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

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

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

expression on Rosie’s face. She pursed her lips and pushed open the door to the ward. “Go in and see him. Don’t worry, I won’t tell Radley. I can’t even see his face now.”

looked at Freya for a moment and said,