My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 424

Chapter 424 Long Time No See and Never Again

Freya leaned in Radley’s arms, and Connor was all smiles in the front passenger seat.

“You know, Miss Kaufmann, Mr. Monaghan hasn’t had a proper meal since you disappeared. Finally, things are looking up now,” Connor remarked.

Freya furrowed her brow as she looked at Radley. His already stern face now appeared even more gaunt, with sharper angles.

His deep-set eyes and untamed short hair gave him a somewhat disheveled appearance.

Freya smiled and gently touched his face. “Looks like it’ll take some time to plump you back. up.”

Radley reached out to caress her face, his voice slightly hoarse. “You’ll have to do your best then.”

Freya chuckled but soon thought about her plans to leave the next day.

Fortunately, since Matthew had mentioned that he knew some authoritative institutions, it should be a quick process to break free and return to Radley’s side.

The night had grown late, and after a long journey, Freya lay in Radley’s arms, gradually closing her eyes.

In the northern part of Kundin, inside a Floravalean-style villa, Edward opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a moment before sitting up abruptly.

As he tried to get out of bed, he realized that his feet were shackled with two padded ankle.

cuffs.

The cuffs were not designed to harm, but they limited his movement to the confines of the

room.

Edward furrowed his brow and called out, his voice hoarse, “Someone, come in!”

There was soon a commotion outside, and two maids hastily entered the room, pushing the door open.

“You called, Mr. Edward?”

Edward looked at them coldly. These two had previously addressed him as ‘Mr. Fraser.'”

It seemed that after the discovery, Jamie had no intention of continuing the charade.

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is Jamie? I want to

Jamie is not here, Mr. Edward. But he said you can request anything from us except for removing the shackles from your

Jamie’s not here?

heart skipped a beat. “Did he go

maids looked bewildered. “Mr. Jamie didn’t tell us where he went; he only instructed. us

his gaze fell on the shackles on

I might try something, doesn’t he?

words that he needed to

that, he looked at the two maids and said, “Go and prepare some food for me.”

maids immediately obliged and

undo the shackles on his feet. After a few minutes, he gave up; the shackles weren’t

Jamie’s highly on

bitter laugh. After waiting for about ten minutes, two maids

we assist you with your meal?” one of

“No, you may

pain

to vomit.

into the bathroom, and luckily, the length of the chain on his shackles. allowed him to lean over the sink and retch

the tap and cleaned up what he

of water, he vomited again, noticing red

throat felt as if it had been scratched by food, and it was painful

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his stomach began to cramp repeatedly.

looking through the

outside.

her away earlier, or he truly wouldn’t have known if he had the strength to do it a few days

gradually subsided before he returned to the bed, leaning against the

bathroom mirror-a gaunt figure that had already lost its

been proud, and he didn’t

as thin as twigs, and his gaze slowly shifted

removed. Even the vase that had originally been on the

through the clutter, found a pen.

he retrieved a pillbox, opened it, and unfolded a piece of

the floor, leaning against the bedside cabinet, and began writing slowly, line by

line.

dearest brother,

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