My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Matthew was left alone in the room while a surge of anger coursed through him with nowhere to go. He slammed his fist onto the table in frustration.

The phone on the table rang, interrupting his thoughts. He took a moment to compose himself before picking it up.

It was a call from Braxton. It had been a while since they last spoke, which was ever since Matthew arrived in Floravalca.

Matthew hesitated for a few seconds, but for once, he did not hang up the call. He answered it.

Braxton’s voice, heavy with anger, echoed from the other end. “Matthew, have you lost your mind? How can you vanish without a trace at a time like this?”

Matthew held his forehead with one hand as a wave of regret and guilt washed over him for not finding. Freya after so many days.

“I’m sorry, Braxton. I received news that Frey is in Floravalea.”

Braxton’s anger did not subside. “What? Floravalca? Frey has already contacted us. She’s trapped in Kundin now! Can’t you inform us when you get news? What’s with the solo act, Matthew? She’s my sister. I can’t let her take any risks! If you don’t want to help, that’s fine, but you can’t act recklessly!”

Matthew sat upright as his brows furrowed. “Frey is in Kundin?”

Braxton relayed the information he had received to Matthew.

“Radley has already gone to Kundin. The Monaghan Group has been established there for a long time and has some influence. You should hurry back. The auction is about to start!”

Matthew pursed his lips and remained silent.

“I’m sorry, Braxton. I have to go to Kundin!”

Braxton became anxious. “Why are you going to Kundin? We can’t alert the enemy now. Radley will find her!”

Matthew’s eyes darkened. “Don’t worry. I will find Frey before he does!”

With that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Braxton’s angry response, took a deep breath, and looked toward the office door.

“Someone, prepare the plane to Kundin.”

The next day.

At 7 am. Freya struggled to get up and wash up. After changing her clothes, she sat on the bed.

a noise at the door. Freya looked up to

smile

for three to five days. I didn’t expect

room, looking down at Freya.

time for your little games. I thought about it last

spoke, he gestured to

what Jamie

in white doctor’s coats quickly entered

looked at Freya. “These are the two

were here to monitor

holding a tray with a syringe

Jamie ordered.

men immediately approached, and Freya stepped

you trying to do?”

make you behave, Miss Kaufmann. If you’re

men had already reached Freya and were about to grab

gritted her teeth, looking at the blue liquid in

she knew she couldn’t let them inject

to do

Do you think that if you keep threatening me, I will be helpless? Everything that’s

approached, Freya lashed out.

one of them over her shoulder, sending him crashing to the floor. Without

Jamie watched impassively.

posture, he slowly walked toward

She would never let anyone inject her

take a risk. If she could

hand and attacked.

dodged and grabbed Freya’s arm in the process.

them went back and forth. Freya might look

kicked another wooden chair to pieces, the interest and cruelty in Jamie’s eyes became

but you’re

later, Freya

you fight someone, if you’re not aiming to kill them,