My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 425 Too Late, I’m Afraid

Edward’s room was not easily accessible.

In the darkness of the night, that swaying figure gradually turned into an unmoving statue devoid of life. The entire room seemed to be shrouded in a layer of dilapidated shadows.

Meanwhile, at Colkirk, the capital of Kundin, two car teams quickly arrived in its suburbs.

Freya got out of the car and looked somewhat surprised at the villa in front of her.

Radley gazed at her affectionately. “My house. I stayed here when I came searching for you.”

Freya nodded and smiled, holding his arm. “Let’s go inside then.”

Once inside the villa, Freya looked at the furnishings and felt a slight pang in her nose.

It was evident that this villa hadn’t been inhabited for a long time. After Radley bought it, he must have rarely visited. The furniture in the villa was old, and dust had accumulated in the corners. How did he, a person with a cleanliness obsession, endure this?

Evidently, Radley had been wholeheartedly searching for her.

He also noticed Freya’s gaze and glanced at the dust in the corner, something he hadn’t noticed before.

“It’s a bit basic here, but it’s okay. You’ll have to make do for one night. I’ve already arranged a flight for tomorrow morning with Connor. We’ll be heading home in the morning.”

Freya nodded vigorously. “Okay, we’ll go home tomorrow morning.”

Freya’s bedroom was arranged on the second floor, and Radley had the only maid escort her there while he remained on the first floor, keeping his gaze fixed on Matthew, who stood his ground, his expression indifferent.

Once Radley was certain that Freya had entered her room and wouldn’t hear any noise from the first floor, he stepped forward and delivered a fierce punch to Matthew’s face.

“How dare you keep the news about her whereabouts to yourself?!”

perhaps thinking about what would happen the next day. “Why

aura. He rolled up his sleeves and grabbed

her. From now on, stay away from

responded with a sinister and carefree

go of Matthew’s collar, turning to look up. Freya had reached the spiral

cold glance at Matthew before turning and heading upstairs.

the second floor, Radley held Freya’s hand.

“There seems to be

“How could there be a

of having mice. However,

and the tables and chairs were spotless,

the mouse?” Radley asked after entering the

here,” Freya said

turned around, a fragrant scent enveloped him, and her large, captivating eyes drew closer to him.

took the initiative and

had just successfully escaped, he was unsure if Jamie had done anything to her and

gradually deepened.

she soon lost her dominance

wrapped around her waist,

by strong aggression as if expressing long-unseen yearning, emotions, and love.

and he stepped forward, continuing until

and with a ‘click,’

door, then lowered it, meeting Freya’s mischievous. eyes. Her clear eyes now held a hint of shimmering allure, radiating a captivating light in their interplay.

voice was slightly hoarse, and a hint of amusement played at the corner of

an

heart raced; the sound of it beating seemingly echoed in her ears. But since she had. made her decision, she

his throat, and

it is, but I wonder if the Mr. Monaghan still has the energy after these

he narrowed his eyes. “My energy is indeed not at its best.