My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Freya was sprawled in a pool of blood five minutes later.

Monkey stood nearby and glanced at her. “Mr. Strategist, should we proceed?”

Jamie rose, strolled to Freya with his phone, and began to record the scene.

He held his phone in one hand to capture the gruesome sight while brandishing a pen in his other hand. Then, a sinister smile played on his lips.

The pen’s tip traced a path from her face to her shoulder blade before he violently plunged it down.

A pained groan escaped her lips.

His gaze lingered on her, sprawled in the pool of blood, and her back marred by the lashings from Monkey’s whip.

“Freya, I’lFetch a constellation onto your face with this pen if you ever entertain the thought of escaping again,” he threatened.

She turned her face to the side, her complexion pale, and her jet-black hair tips immersed in the blood on the floor.

Jamie found the sight before him both beautiful and heart-wrenching.

Then, he reached out while caressing her face.

In the next instant, Freya bit him hard.

He quickly pulled back his hand and said, “That really pricked my hand.”

“You crazy pervert!” She spat out while coughing and cursing.

He ceased recording, showed her the video, and forwarded it to Radley’s number..

She glared at him, and her eyes ablaze with hatred.

“Your little lover has been quite a nuisance lately. If he continues to make my life difficult, I’ll ensure his life isn’t a bed of roses either.”

He held her head with one hand, immobilizing her, and gently patted her face with the other.

“Edward mustn’t know, do you understand?”

hardened as he noticed her silence. “You won’t be seeing Maddox tomorrow. And if you let Edward in on this, you won’t be seeing the other two

in shock. “Jamie, this

professor? Someone else will have to bear the mistakes you

anymore if you harm Maddox!”

find that hard to believe.”

still had Lucius and

the wounds, let her tend to them herself.” He turned around and resumed his seat.

the ground and carried her

and Monkey tossed her into the room

back to her office. The office was well-equipped, and she found a first aid kit to treat her wounds.

her teeth and applied the ointment.

she smeared the ointment onto a bandage and wrapped it

examined the wound on her shoulder blade that Jamie

Maddox tomorrow was

can’t afford to wait

closed, another opened. Perhaps due to the night’s events, those who brought her medicine didn’t supervise her

to her room and lay

she appeared asleep but was waiting for her

to recover without taking the

life to free the three

o’clock in the morning, when most people were in their most profound slumber, she quietly opened her eyes and glanced at the surveillance

and stuffed the pillow under the quilt to create the illusion of someone in bed.

everything was in place, she

correct. Otherwise, Jamie’s men would have stormed in by

followed the surveillance line, and ascended to the third

corridor, and two people in black suits sat on them,

sure when the person monitoring the surveillance would notice the scene on the camera, so she had to locate the central control room and disable all the villa’s security measures to stand a chance of escaping with

the man on the left, swiftly raised her

she caught his head and propped him back

man similarly, she slung one long gun over her back, held the other in

but she knew that Jamie resided there, and his office was

able to turn off the villa’s defense