My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

The following morning at eight o’clock, Freya headed to Radley’s ward.

Now that Ethan knew her identity as Professor Harlan, he was no longer avoiding her. He had event brought in several senior doctors to assist during the surgery.

As they entered the ward, Radley was already waiting quietly by the bedside. He knew Freya had increased the treatment plan’s success rate to fifty-one percent.

Fifty-one percent was a number that left people feeling uncertain. It was a chance worth taking, but the higher the stakes, the more nervous and uneasy everyone felt.

Rosie and Hannah were standing nearby, their hands trembling with nervousness. They knew that the outcome of this surgery was critical, and failure could leave Radley disabled.

Freya glanced at Radley and took a deep breath. She had been mentally preparing herself since the previous night, reminding herself to stay calm during the procedure. However, her hand trembled when she laid eyes on him.

Rosie grew even more concerned when she noticed Freya’s anxious state. “Freya, are you alright?”

“Don’t worry, I’m fine,” Freya replied.

Radley was gently lifted onto the surgical table and wheeled to the operating room. As the door closed. behind them, separating Rosie and Hannah from the inside, Freya couldn’t bear to see Rosie so anxious and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll ensure his recovery.”

Later, Freya stood by the surgical table, dressed in surgical attire with her long black hair tucked under a cap. She looked at Radley.

her and reassured her, “It’s okay, don’t be nervous.”

not nervous,”

anesthesia to Radley. She stood beside

eyes slowly closed, her breathing

at her with concern and asked, “Miss Kaufmann,

details during the that are hard to convey quickly,” Freya explained. She turned to the surgical instruments cart, took a

an explosion, causing significant

stood nearby, sweating profusely. He realized he lacked the confidence to manage such

damaged blood vessels and nerves. She was completely focused, putting her heart and soul into the

continued. Ethan’s physical stamina began to wane due to his age. Eventually, a senior surgeon stepped

her surgical precision, now regarded her with deep respect. They understood

day turned into night. Hannah and Rosie were on edge, nearly numb from anxiety

brought them water, offering. “Madam, Miss,

supposed to last this long?” She had never heard of a

“I overheard Dr. Griffiths say earlier that if Miss Kaufmann can’t heal Mr. Monaghan, no one else in the world can.”

her eyes, her voice strained. “But the success rate is

the three, the operating room door remained closed, heightening Rosie’s anxiety. “Could

to stay calm. It’s not what it seems. Mr. Monaghan’s leg injury is severe, and Miss Kaufmann requires

finally finished the