My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

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Chapter 92 Everything About Your

Freya’s hand tightened slightly, then loosened again.

“Sunce it has come to this, I will think about what to do next after I go back,” she said.

Matthew raised his eyebrows. “What to do next? Of course, it’s to hold a wedding, get our marriage certificate, and

obtain a birth certificate for your child after you give birth

“Matthew! I have no intention of actually getting married!” Freya said.

She just wanted to find someone to hide the kid from Radley, and also to get a birth certificate for her child before

getting a divorce.

Matthew laughed as if he hadn’t heard Freya’s words. “What should we name the child? How about Charlie Hood?”

“My child can only have the surname Kaufmann.” Freya sneered.

“Interesting.”

Freya pursed her lips and remained silent.

Matthew leaned in. “Frey, what are you thinking about?”

“Nothing. I just don’t have the energy to throw you out for now,” Freya said.

After the IV drip finished, Freya regained her strength.

She sent a message to say goodbye to Ethan and also thanked him for helping her to hide her pregn

Then, Matthew drove, ready to go to the Kaufmann Group.

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Freya sat in the passenger seat and her face remained cold.

Matthew was in a good mood and even hummed a tune.

At this moment, his phone rang, and Freya glanced at it.

The caller ID read: Evergreen University Dance Department/Rachel/168/36E…

The name was too long, and the screen didn’t display it all.

Freya was speechless.

Matthew picked up the phone and saw Freya sarcastically smiling at him.

He had a bad feeling so he stepped on the brake and stopped at the side of the road.

“Hello, don’t call me anymore. I’m getting married! If you call me again, my wife will be unhappy!”

“What are you talking about!” Freya was angry.

Matthew held the phone to his car and hadn’t hung up yet. He then spoke up in a loving tone.

“Okay, fine. I’ll hang up right away. Don’t be angry!”

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Freya looked at him cells. I didn’t want to mvolve you in the first place and make you a divorced person I was you

who insisted on coming over to take the blame

Maithen looked regretful. Then why don’t we get the certificate today? I don’t want to have a marriage that lasts

less than 24 hours”

Freya did not answer

Although Matthew had taken the initiative to take the blame, she still felt sorry for him and didn’t have the chance

to refuse him. In the future, she planned to repay him with her cooperation between the Kaufmanns and Hoods.

The plan was set, but Matthew refused to leave the Kaufmann Residence.

Braxton looked at his buddy and sighed.

Matthew had never lacked women, all of whom were exceptional in appearance.

Of course he also enjoyed the company of women, treating them like kittens in a gentle and caring manner. But

when he got bored, he would leave decisively.

In the realm of romance, Matthew was quite adept.

But Matthew had never been like he was today, brimming with vitality.

Braxton called Matthew out of the office. “Matthew, do you really like Frey?”

Matthew pushed Braxton’s wheelchair. Tm going to marry Frey. Do you think I’d marry her if I don’t like

her?”

What do you like about her?” Braxton scrutinized him as they stopped on the rooftop.

Matthew thought about it. It started from the first time he saw her playing the drums on stage to their subsequent

meetings….

At some point. Freya had become important to him. She was different from the other women he played around

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with. Freya had entered his heart.

Matthew pondered for a few seconds and smiled playfully. “I like everything about her.

At Smalzot Yard.

The study on the second floor of the Monaghan Residence had curtains all drawn over.

It was shrouded in darkness. The only light came from the projection screen on the opposite wall.

It showed Freya sitting alone on a small stool, carefully wiping a pair of leather shoes

Her hands were fair and delicate, focused on taking care of the shoes.

When one was doing something for the person they deeply loved, they would not feel insignificant.

Radley sat in his chair behind the desk, his deep eyes reflecting Freya’s appearance.

A sage of pain in his chest made his face slightly pale,

The scene changed to the next day when Freya was wearing faded loungewear washing her hands, and making

soup by the kitchen

Kalles pursed lus lips, watching the video of her back,

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He had the urge to embrace her from behind, but now, it was too late.

Matthew Hoed”

Radley’s gaze became cold and fierce.

He belatedly discovered his true treasure, but it had already been stolen by someone else.

The video played slowly as Freya waited for the food on the table to get cold before taking it away.

Radley stayed in his study all night.

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