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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I want to see

he said you can request anything

Jamie’s not here?

heart skipped a beat. “Did he go after

didn’t tell us where he went; he only instructed.

cold, and his gaze fell on the shackles on his

I might try something, doesn’t he?

Freya’s words that he needed

and said, “Go and

maids immediately obliged and left the

the shackles on his feet. After

on guard against

let out a bitter laugh. After waiting for about ten minutes, two maids entered the room, carrying food.

assist you with your meal?” one

“No, you

sharp pain in

to vomit.

the chain on his shackles. allowed

turned on the tap and cleaned up what he

he vomited again, noticing red streaks

if it had been scratched by food, and it was painful

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to the recent vomiting, his stomach began to cramp

the bathroom wall, looking through the open

outside.

had sent her away earlier, or he truly wouldn’t have known if he had the strength to

sat in place for a while and waited until the pain gradually

lip. He saw himself in the bathroom mirror-a gaunt figure that

and he didn’t want

his wrists that had become as thin as twigs, and his gaze slowly shifted to the room.

objects in the room had been removed. Even the vase that had originally been on the bedside had

through the clutter, found a pen. The pen was a

it, and unfolded

bedside cabinet,

line.

my dearest

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