My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Inken’s tone grew serious as he spoke, “I’ll arrange for someone to go to Caltun General Hospital right away to retrieve Jamie and Edward’s medical records.”

After ending the call, Braxton’s expression hardened. He had suspected the other party was trying to get close to the Kaufmann Family, but he hadn’t anticipated their success. It became clear to him that Freyal rescuing Edward was part of a larger conspiracy.

The following morning, Freya headed to the dining room, her mind racing with thoughts on how to get more electronic parts, especially batteries.

To her surprise, everyone was already at the table. Jamie was seated at the head, with Edward beside him. Russell, Maddox, and Lucius were also present. Everyone appeared fine except for Maddox, who looked pale.

Edward’s eyes lit up when he saw her. “Frea, you’re here.

“Yes, were you all waiting for me?” she asked.

Jamie smiled politely. “Edward would like to join you for breakfast, and I was just about to arrange for someone to fetch you.

Freya glanced at Lucius and Russell and noticed a subtle tension.

“Since Frea and the specialists are here specifically for my treatment, I thought it would be fitting to meet everyone and express my gratitude,” Edward said with a smile.

She nodded, and from the corner of her eye, she noticed Maddox perched on the edge of his seat, his legs. trembling beneath the table. Then, she smiled and took her seat. “Edward, considering your illness, you should rest more. No need to rise early for breakfast.”

Breakfast that morning was surprisingly quiet; even the typically chatty Lucius said nothing.

On the other hand, Edward remained focused on Freya, seemingly undisturbed by his cancer diagnosis. “Frea, give this a try,” he said, placing a deboned fish on her plate.

She looked at him and said, “You should also eat more. It might not be pleasant, but it’s crucial for your recovery and your body’s well-being.”

He nodded and ate his porridge.

Later, she told Jamie, “Starting today, I’ll handle Edward’s meals since his digestive system is quite sensitive.”

Jamie grinned mischievously. “No objections here. Miss Kaufmann oversees our meals and accommodations, so it’s your call.”

After breakfast, Freya headed to her office while Jamie assisted Edward back to his room. Once inside the room, Edward suddenly felt nauseous, pushing away his brother’s hand and rushing into the bathroom.

The retching sound came from behind the bathroom door, and Jamie’s face turned solemn.

Edward emerged from the bathroom, visibly

rushed to Edward’s side with concern etched across his face.

was raspy due to his recent bout of vomiting. “I think I overeat this morning. My stomach. felt off

his brow. “Why didn’t

smile. “I didn’t want Frea to worry.”

lost. Edward used to be a star player on the

some thought, Jamie left the room to find

Russell, Maddox, and Lucius sat in the office

not going to go through this every morning, are we? It feels like we’re having our

her desk and massaging her temples while pondering how to obtain batteries, Freya looked up when she heard their concerns. She reassured them, saying, “Don’t worry, we won’t. She knew Jamie wouldn’t allow

everyone was lost in thought,

and saw Jamie standing there.

outside for a moment, he requested.

and Jamie’s gaze turned cold as it passed over him. He had little patience for those he considered useless. Since this person

Jamie’s icy gaze. “Let’s

the corridor, Jamie informed Freya about Edward vomiting up his

continues to vomit like this, won’t

empty stomach. Even if

her suspiciously, sensing something was off. But given her close relationship

knew there were one or two batteries in it, but she knew the office might be under surveillance, making it risky to retrieve them.

she stayed focused on her research into refining targeted drugs. She hadn’t given up on helping Edward and

she needed to figure out how to

a leisurely stroll in the garden. While they were walking,

roses bloom at this time of

over at the flowerbed

typically bloom from May to July, but it was now late autumn, yet a

Freya replied with

a flower, but as soon as his fingers touched the petals,

asked, “What’s wrong?

he kept his eyes fixed on the rose he couldn’t

to his bed and

And what about your fragrance brand with the Monaghan Group? Don’t you need to be there

“Don’t worry about the live stream. Everything’s fine. And as for the