My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

At 2 p.m.. Freya received Radley’s latest medical report from Ethan. She returned to the ward with the report, but as she reached the door, she heard Radley talking to Connor. She opened the door just in time to hear the last of the man’s speech. He instructed, “Keep the news of my ongoing recovery from the public.”

Connor immediately replied, “Roger that.”

Radley glanced at Freya when she entered, but he didn’t pay much attention. He nodded to Connor, saying. “Now, go ahead and get it done”

After Connor left. Freya finally sat down on the edge of Radley’s bed. She reached out and pulled the blanket over him, asking, “What are you planning to do? Why don’t you announce to the public that you have already recovered? The Monaghan Group has been in chaos recently; even an outsider like me knows about it. She was too busy to deal with those who were causing trouble recently. Otherwise, with Radley confined to his sickbed, she would have taken care of those who were now out there spreading false news. that he was dying.

Radley let out a chuckle; he was very good-looking in the first place, and this smile made him look even more handsome. However, there was a chilling glint in his deep, dark eyes. “Aren’t those people spreading rumors that I’m now disabled? I might as well let them believe it so that I can get rid of them from the Monaghan Group when I go back.”

Freya raised her eyebrows in surprise. “You still have so many tricks up your sleeve while lying in the hospital?”

Radley raised his eyes to look at her. At this moment, she was still looking at the medical report she was holding. Her head was slightly lowered; he could only see her long eyelashes fluttering from his angle. Feeling a flutter in his heart, he reached out to hold her hand. “Frey, let’s get married when this is over.”

The proposal of marriage made her hand pause for a moment. She looked up at him, saying, “It’s not the right time yet. I’d like to find out about that organization first before anything else.”

an international terrorist organization, was targeting the Kaufmanns. Now that the organization had started to hurt those around her, she was simply not in

went grim at the mention of the organization. “Let me deal with this.” The organization. was tremendously

been carrying this book with me these days; I even had it with me when I underwent surgery. Those from LEV are targeting me for this book, but unfortunately, I still can’t unlock the secrets it contains that makes that terrorist organization covet it so much. She handed the book

its first few pages.

one of its pages to see if it had hidden content, but I didn’t find anything.” There

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borrowed a lighter Withhe lighter in hand, she returned to the west w grabbed a tray that was used for holding surgical instruments. Then, the picked up the book and tox blank page from it. After setting fire to one comer of the page, she placed it in the tray,

Killey’s eyes froze. After the paper was reduced to blackish ashes, a gold shimmer

delicate pattern made of fine gold thread. The thread looked slightly thicker than a strand of hair; no wonder it had stayed hidden within

Freya’s eyes were filled with astonishmen. After all the ashes were blown away, they discovered that the gold thread pattern seemed to

to him and took a photo of

was an ancient book that arguably a cultural artifact. It would be a shame to burn it like this, but she wouldn’t have any way of knowing what was inside it without burning it. She also wondered what material the gold thread was made of. She had previously examined the pages with things like a microscope and so on, but she had never discovered the existence of this gold thread. And now, if they were to burn the whole book, perhaps its other pages would also have this gold thread in them, making it easier to answer her questions. However, she had read some of