My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Moonblade felt a deep pang of sadness, as though the man she idolized had completely ignored her.

However, Jamie noticed her gaze and smirked without saying anything.

Soon, their convoy in a grand departure.

On a quiet country road, dozens of people lay scattered about. This village had received official approval for reconstruction, and its residents had been relocated to a distant town. In the dead of night, the road was deserted, with only moonlight illuminating the figures on the ground.

At dawn, a pickup truck appeared on the road, carrying several young people who chatted and laughed.

“This camping trip is gonna be a blast. I heard there might be wolves up in Mount Lanpo by the river. Can’t wait to find out,” the girl in the backseat giggled.

As they chatted, the car suddenly stopped.

“What’s going on?” someone asked.

The young man at the wheel panicked and pointed ahead. Only then did everyone notice a dozen cars. parked on the road.

Even more horrifying, next to these cars were dozens of bodies scattered on the ground. The scene was spine-chilling on this remote country road.

“What the heck is happening?”

“Should we call the police?”

bad. Did we stumble upon

better call the police.” Just as he finished speaking, he noticed a figure trembling as it stood in the

body was damp as he glared

shit, the dead are coming back to life!” one of

pickup truck. “Mind your own business and leave this place,” he said with a cold, eerie

the car and sped

for her to recall everything. She

“First, wake everyone up.

to go after them!”

hours ago.” He knew those people could have easily arranged for transportation, maybe even a helicopter. Several hours were enough for them to take Freya to Florin or even abroad. He clenched his teeth, recalling her plea before she

Strategist and his team, evidenced by their unnoticed stay in Caltun. Unfortunately, they had taken Freya, and the search area had expanded.

have taken Freya. They

waking up our people for now,” Inken suggested. They split up, rousing everyone they had. brought along. He knew the effects of the enemy’s drugged bullets should be

bandaged. He clenched his teeth. “Those people did this intentionally. Why didn’t

to him and said, “They didn’t dare to.”

ground in anger. He couldn’t let his brother’s killer escape, yet the bandaged wounds on his legs

spare their lives? Were they afraid Freya wouldn’t reveal the book’s location? In that case, they should have used them to pressure her. The other side seemed concerned about something,

he helped Michael up, urging, “Don’t destroy your hands like this. Don’t you want to avenge

next move?” Michael asked, blood dripping from his

he looked into the distance. “We need to gather

o’clock in the morning. Radley sat restlessly in a conference room, listening to executives reporting their work. After the