My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 252 Can Come Every Day 

Freya felt relieved upon hearing that. Her trip to Vroria would have been meaningless had Radley decided to stay in Vroria.

However, when she heard that Radley was going back tonight, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss.

“I can come over again tomorrow afternoon,” Radley mentioned casually.

Freya was taken aback. “Huh?”

Radley’s gaze was indifferent as if he was talking about something ordinary. “For the next two and a half months, I can handle the company’s affairs in the morning and pick you up here around 3 p.m. for some relaxation.”

Freya was speechless.

There was no need for that!

If that happened, she wouldn’t be able to hide the fact about the child anymore!

After the two sat by the creek for a while, Freya felt a bit hungry. She then took Radley to a restaurant in the city center.

Marshall Residence.

Sylvia and Ashley were chatting in the living room.

Ryan walked in from outside.

“Aunt, Mom,” he greeted the women.

Sylvia noticed the pastry box in his hand and smiled. “Did you go out to buy pastries?”

“Frey used to love their pastries the most, so I lined up today to get some for her.” Ryan smiled. “Where is Frey?”

Sylvia checked the time.

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Ryan nodded and walked into the corridor on the first floor with the pastry box. He lightly knocked on Freya’s door.

“Frey?”

There was no response from inside the room.

Ryan knocked twice more.

The knocking also alarmed Sylvia and Ashley in the living room.

Sylvia frowned and looked up at the maid nearby. “Has Freya returned?”

The maid looked confused. “I was cleaning the corridor just now. I didn’t see Miss Kaufmann come back.”

Sylvia’s face darkened as she stood up.

She had thought that Freya had finished her walk in the garden and returned to her room.

“Finley, send someone to the garden to find Freya!” Sylvia ordered.

The butler hurriedly left.

Ashley tried to comfort her. “Frey has been feelings

the garden for a while. Don’t worry too much.”

There was a hint of worry on Sylvia’s face.

in the room recently. Maybe she played in

“Our relationship with the Porters has been deteriorating recently. How can I not worry? I can only feel at case if she stays under my watchful eyes.”

Ryan had already returned to the living room with the pastry box.

“Don’t worry, Aunt Sylvia. Frey must be playing in the garden.”

Ashley looked at the sky to check the weather and gave Ryan a meaningful look.

“It’s getting cold. Ryan, go get a jacket for your cousin.”

Hearing that, Ryan put down the pastry box and left.

After leaving the living room, Ryan walked a dozen steps before taking out his phone and calling Freya.

6 p.m.

Freya had spent the whole day with Radley and was now strolling in the night market.

As Vroria was a tourist city, many places had lively night markets in the evening.

This was something Caltun didn’t have, so Freya was very excited as she pulled Radley through various night markets and showed him interesting things whenever she saw them.

Freya was currently standing in front of a small stall, looking at a hairpin made of wood. The hairpins were all carved and very interesting.

Just as she was about to hand the hairpin to Radley, her phone in her pocket rang.

Freya took it out and glanced at it. It was a call from Ryan.

She looked at Radley standing by the stall and walked to the side while answering the call.

“Ryan? What’s wrong?”

Ryan’s voice sounded anxious. “Where are you, Frey? Aunt Sylvia is getting mad.”

Freya shrunk and softly sighed at the thought of how angry Sylvia looked earlier.

“I was feeling suffocated at home, so I came out for a walk.”

“I know you went out on your own. The security guards at the back door have reported to us. Where are you now? I’ll come pick you up.” Ryan’s voice was filled with urgency.

Freya looked at the night market and then at Radley not far away.

“I’ll go back on my own later. Don’t worry.”

As she spoke, Freya checked the time. It was 6:10 p.m. She calculated the distance and promised seriously, “I’ll definitely be home before 7 p.m.”

“Hurry up and come back. After you come back, I’ll tell you about the current situation in Vroria. It’s not. as safe as you think outside. It’s not like Aunt Sylvia wants to restrict you.” Ryan said.

Freya let out a sigh and looked at Radley not far away.

The colorful lights in the night market were all set up by the vendors. Among the colorful lights, Radley stood out in the crowd. He always had a way of making himself the center of attention no matter where he

was.

When Freya thought about how he came to Vroria with just a phone call and spent the whole day with her, her expression gradually softened.

She used to find Radley annoying and later thought he was cold and emotionless. However, she didn’t expect that he would come to Vroria with just a phone call and spend the whole day with her.)

Freya took a deep breath and felt as if something in her heart had melted. The frozen ground cracked, and an inexplicable affection lingered in her heart.

Taking another deep breath, Freya made a sudden decision.

It was impulsive, but it only took a moment to make the decision.

She strode toward Radley, her steps getting faster and faster. Sometimes, it took courage to make choices.

She wanted to tell him that the child in her womb was his.

Right then, a person suddenly appeared in the crowd and bumped into Freya head-on.

She immediately protected her belly and dodged, narrowly avoiding the person.

Freya patted her chest. That was close. The night market sure is chaotic.

As Freya thought about it, she caught a glimpse of the person turning around and rushing toward her again.

She was startled. This person wasn’t blindly rushing around like a headless chicken. Instead, they were specifically targeting her!

Freya quickly recalled what Ryan had said on the phone. The current situation in Vroria was dangerous!

The person’s skills were obviously good, and when Freya tried to dodge, her heavy belly made her unable to move as agilely.

Something flashed with a cold light in front of her eyes then.

Freya urgently called out, “Radley!”

Radley had just finished paying with his phone when he heard a scream.

Then, the people around who were strolling in the night market started exclaiming in surprise.

He immediately turned around, his gaze sharp as he scanned the area, and quickly rushed toward Freya.

Freya was clutching her belly as she lay on the ground,

After Radley approached her, he caught sight of a fleeing figure in the crowd.

He didn’t have time to chase after them. Squatting dow, he immediately picked Freya up. “Are you okay?”