My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 242 A Hellish Family Dynamic 

In the living room, the furious Tripp and Lorelei were stunned when they saw Freya and Radley return.

An embarrassed smile emerged on Lorelei’s face as she asked, “Frey, why are you back?”

Pointing toward the dining room, Freya replied, “I left my phone at the dining table, Mrs. Hood.”

As she spoke, she gazed at Matthew, who stood in the corner of the room.

There was a sneer on his face as he stood there with a ghastly expression.

With a drop of blood staining his face as a result of the laceration on his forehead, the famous playboy in Caltun appeared particularly feeble at this moment.

Sensing Freya’s gaze, Matthew smiled faintly at her.

The muscle of Freya’s throat tightened. After retrieving her phone from the dining room, she passed through the living room on her way out.

She stopped when she passed by Tripp and Lorelei.

“Mr. and Mrs. Hood.”

“What is it, Frey?”

“Did you see the news about me embalming the body of Duke Wilson’s son?”

At first, Tripp and Lorelei were taken aback. Then, they presumed that Freya was showing off her achievements.

“Yes, we saw it. Iternian royal family and Iternia’s embassy in Caltun even sent a thank-you letter.” Lorelei was unstinting in her praise. “Frey, you’re amazing. You have changed most people’sBelongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

perceptions of this industry with your own efforts. In a broader sense, you have brought glory to our country.”

Freya took a deep breath.

Mrs. Hood clearly knows how to speak nicely.

“I mention this to you because I wish to inform you that I am a professional mortician. I majored in forensic medicine while I was in college. As I was the one who embalmed Trevor’s body that day, I can conclude with complete honesty and utmost fairness that no one harmed him.”

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Tripp and Lorelei’s faces turned cold.

“Freya, this is our family affair.”

“I know, but Matthew is also my brother’s friend. He has helped me a lot in the past.” Freya put on a serious demeanor. “Also, he is your son. What’s the difference between saying such things and stabbing him in the heart?”

Standing on the side, Matthew sneered, “Frey, stop. They would rather not have me as their son. In fact, I can bet my boots that they will be the first ones in this world to kill me today if they find out my death can bring my brother back to life.”

“What the hell are you blabbering about?!” Tripp slammed the table angrily, not caring about Freya and Radley’s presence anymore.

Lorelei couldn’t maintain her smile

anymore.

“Miss Kaufmann, as I said, this is our family affair. We don’t need meddling from an outsider. Since you’ve already taken your phone, and it’s getting late, we won’t keep you here.”

Likewise, Freya had no intention of staying here any longer. She glanced at Matthew, turned around, and left with Radley.

Freya was in a gloomy mood while on their

way back.

Radley sent her back to the Kaufmann Residence. Once the car stopped at the front. gate, Freya sighed.

“Are you still feeling down?” Radley turned around and looked at her.

Freya nodded. Since the day she met Matthew, he had been the most cheerful among her friends.

Yet, never once did it cross her mind that he actually grew up with such a hellish family.

“Now, now. Don’t think too much.” Radley bent down slightly. “I’m back now, and tomorrow is the weekend. You can rest at home for two days, and I’ll take care of things in West Geft.”

Freya nodded. “That’s good. I plan to visit Madam Daniella recently. I’ll rest at home tomorrow and visit her at the Monaghans’ mansion the day after tomorrow.”

“Sure.”

Just as Freya was about to exit the car, Radley grabbed her arms.

With his hoarse voice, he said, “Cheer up a little.”

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fearing that, Freya looked up and gave Radley a big smile.

Once she stepped inside the house, Freya saw Sylvia helping Sarah and Ashley pack their luggage.

“Granny. Aunt Ashley. Why are you packing so soon? Are you leaving?” she asked.

While packing, Sylvia glanced at her and said, “Your Granny and Aunt Ashley have been he for two to three days. You’re the only one who isn’t around every day.”

At once, Freya ran to the sofa and hugged Sarah’s arm. “Granny, please stay a few more day If you leave so soon, I will miss you.”

Her words made Sarah laugh heartily.

“I can’t extend my stay. Your Uncle Noah is alone in Vroria, and your Aunt Ashley worries. about him. So, I have to accompany her back to check on him!”

Next to her, Ashley’s face flushed slightly.

“Mom, you clearly are the one who misses Noah. Why do you keep saying it’s me?”

Meanwhile, Sylvia uttered indistinctly, “They finally have the time to come and visit me, yet why can’t they stay a few more days?”

The atmosphere in the house was joyful.

Freya’s heart gradually warmed up.

She chatted with Sarah and Ashley for a while. Once it was time to rest in the evening, Braxton came back from outside.

“Brax, did you go on a date again?” Freya asked with a smile.

Braxton’s facial expression was calm. Now that his relationship with Isabella was no longer a secret, he could openly date her without fear of getting teased, not to mention they had engaged.

The next day, Freya woke up carly under the urging of the alarm clock. When she went downstairs, Braxton was already sitting in the living room.

Seeing her coming down, he immediately hid what he was holding.

Feeling curious, Freya approached and asked, “Brax, what are you hiding?”

Looking nervous, Braxton said without thinking, “Nothing. Don’t ask too many questions. little girl.”

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Freya gently touched her belly. “Which little girl has such a big belly? Come on! Let me see.”

With her eagle eye, she noticed a section of thick thread sticking out from beside Braxton. Frowning, she reached out to pull it.

The thread, as thick as two fingers, was hooked by a needle. Freya pulled it all the way out, revealing a pouch.

Braxton’s face darkened and reddened at the same time. “Give it to me.”

After staring at the pouch for a while, Freya laughed so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath. “Not bad, Brax. You’ve learned how to do embroidery after getting engaged.”

“To hell with that! It’s the latest trend online. According to the love experts, a good boyfriend. is a boyfriend who weaves a bag or a pouch for his girlfriend.”

Braxton gritted his teeth, and anger filled his handsome face as he complained, “God knows what Isabella has been reading lately.”

Although he was complaining, he still carefully put away the pouch.

After putting it away, he looked at Freya with a frown. “Where are you going again?”

Smiling, Freya answered, “I’m heading to the Monaghans’ mansion to visit Madam Daniella.”

Braxton wanted to scold her, but he knew it was pointless. “Stop constantly worrying about others, and pay more attention to your own health. Got it?”

“Yes.” Freya smiled and nodded.

Then, she drove off all by herself. But this time, she didn’t head toward the Monaghans’ mansion. Instead, she changed direction halfway and drove to the research institute’s cottage.

Recently, the research institute had accumulated quite a few difficulties. Some could be solved through text messages, whereas some required Freya to do experiments in person.

Thus, she purposely freed up some time. After getting out of the car, she saw two people waving at her on the third floor. They were none other than Eugene and Michael from Octo Adelphos. Eugene was more composed while Michael was shouting at the top of his lungs.

“GS, you’re here!”

Freya turned her head and saw the passersby at the entrance swiftly running away.

Such a scene aroused a slight suspicion in her heart. Will everyone think this place is some kind of hideout if this goes on for a long time?

After entering the research room, Fabian was the first to notice her.

“Miss Kaufmann, you’re here.”

Freya smiled. “Yeah. I’m here to check on the progress on behalf of Professor Harlan.”

The baby-faced Lucius frowned. “You? On behalf of Professor Harlan? Can you even understand the context?”

Raising her phone, Freya stated, “If I can’t understand it, I’ll just take pictures and send them over to Professor Harlan.”

Freya spent the whole morning in the research institute. She pretended to send the accumulated research problems to Professor Harlan. Afterward, when no one was paying attention, Freya switched to another number and replied to herself. Lastly, she took a screenshot and posted it in the group.

Fabian, Russell, Lucius, and Maddox were all extremely thrilled.

“It turns out that the key to solving this difficulty is here! I never thought of it before.”

“Professor Harlan is really amazing, just as I expected.”

Lucius glanced at Fabian and said, “Professor Wesson, Professor Harlan should be around the same age as you.”

Freya choked up a bit. Then, she looked at Fabian, who was already 57 years old.

Am I really giving the impression of being this old to others?