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 see

glance. “Mr. Jamie is not here, Mr. Edward. But he said you can request anything from

Jamie’s not here?

skipped a beat. “Did he go

tell us where he went; he

fell on

worried that I might try something, doesn’t he?

words that he needed to eat something

maids and said, “Go

obliged and

attempting to undo the shackles on his feet. After a few minutes, he gave up; the shackles weren’t budging, no

like Jamie’s highly on guard

for about ten minutes, two maids entered the room,

with your meal?” one of the maids asked.

“No,

bit, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach,

to vomit.

rushed into the bathroom, and luckily, the length of the chain on his shackles. allowed him

tap and cleaned up what

of water, he vomited again, noticing

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

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recent vomiting, his stomach began to

looking through the open door at the

outside.

not have even survived till this point. Thankfully, he had sent her away earlier, or he truly wouldn’t have known if

the pain gradually subsided before he returned to the bed, leaning against the wall.

bit his lip. He saw himself in the bathroom mirror-a gaunt

had always been proud, and he

his arm, looking at his wrists that had become as thin as twigs, and his gaze slowly shifted to the

the vase that had

opened the bedside cabinet and, after searching through the clutter, found a pen. The pen was a plastic marker, not considered

he retrieved a pillbox, opened it, and unfolded

floor, leaning against the bedside cabinet, and began

line.

dearest

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