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

had mobilized all the resources of the Green Flamation forum to search for

the night sky, her eyes

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

Wisdom” was peeking out. The book she had handed

never seen the real thing. Otherwise, this book would

Wisdom” was in her possession,

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

Freya noticed a car parked in

was the Monaghan family’s

out of the car and entering the

it was Rosie persuading

opened the door to the ward. She walked to the elevator and was about to press the button when she noticed that the

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

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

an instant, she thought of Jovius on the seventh

seems like Radley already knows Jolly is his son, and from the looks of it, he has no

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

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

her face

focused and hadn’t noticed

called out softly.

a somewhat

as she asked, Rosie realized how odd her question sounded. “I guess you came

here to see him

the observation window, Freya saw Sylvia sitting

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

out that I had a grandson, I wanted to bring him to my side, even if it meant throwing away all I had. But… Radley said I

just sneaking a look at him. He is

was moved by the 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

at Freya for a moment and said, “Thank you”