My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya’s shout had an immediate effect, and the people surrounding Radley swiftly stepped forward to block and protect him.

She felt a wave of relief wash over her as she witnessed this. She took a deep breath, her mind filled with images of Jolly falling from the skylight lid moments ago.

He fell from a three-story height.

Jolly.

Freya couldn’t bear to think any further. All she wanted was to navigate swiftly through this long corridor and find her son.

As she hurried past, she noticed the tall building across from her.

The archer must be positioned higher than her current location. From their vantage point, the floor-to- ceiling windows were not low enough for her to climb up from below.

Freya’s gaze shifted to the ceiling. While the windows were within reach, the ceiling was considerably high.

There was a large chandelier every few

steps.

a crossbow and shot an arrow directly toward the incoming

Freya leaned against the wall and used its force to propel herself onto the

corner provided ample cover, ensuring

clearly couldn’t bear a person’s weight. Within seconds,

moved swiftly, making her way across to another chandelier.

reach the end, her

waste your energy. I’ve already

it! If there were a bomb, they would have detonated

corridor in

descended the stairs to the first floor, searching for the spot where Jolly had fallen from the

familiar voice echoed from nearby

Radley walking toward her

get in?!” Freya was

hand. “Come with me right away. The people outside have discovered bombs planted around this house! They could detonate them

then she shook her head. “I’m not leaving. My son is

onto Freya. “You go first. I’ll

struggled, attempting to break free from his

but she didn’t expect an actual bomb to be inside. the building!