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

resources of the Green Flamation forum to search for the individuals

gazed at the night sky, her eyes clear and

and looked under the pillow on the hospital bed, where a

out. The book she had handed over was

had never seen the real thing. Otherwise, this book would never have slipped out of their

of Medical Wisdom” was in her possession, those

people, she would never part with the book, for she needed to use

while, Freya noticed a car parked

was the Monaghan family’s car.

her eyes and saw Rosie stepping out

Rosie persuading Radley, would he listen?

opened the door to the ward. She walked 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

late at night, and there were

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

an instant, she thought of Jovius on

a moment. It seems like Radley already knows Jolly is his son, and from the looks of

button for the seventh floor. When

Jovius’ ward not far away, peering

expression on her face saddened Freya.

focused and hadn’t noticed

Freya called

Freya. There was a somewhat

odd her question sounded. “I guess you came to

you here to see him too? Why aren’t you

observation window, Freya saw

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

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

trembled as she spoke. I’m just sneaking a look at him. He

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

for a moment and