My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 411 Cunning And Despicable Person

Jamie observed the disheveled figure lying on the ground, his eyebrows furrowing in

concern.

This was a tactic Falcon had used in the past to control others. Freya had truly managed to infuriate him.

He had wondered how this strong woman would appear after being subjected to the terrifying Icy Sea.

Would she, like those before her, submit and grovel at the feet of Falcon, begging for rewards?

The thought of Freya becoming like that initially excited Jamie, but then a violent rage surged within him.

He silently watched Freya while the doctor beside him wore an expression seeking praise. “Icy Sea primarily attacks the brain when used over a prolonged period, affecting the person’s memory, emotions, thoughts, and physical movements. These abilities will gradually be impacted.”

Observing Jamie’s silence, the doctor pondered in his heart. This woman must have seriously offended the esteemed Mr. Strategist. Otherwise, why would Mr. Strategist resort to using the Icy Sea?

He continued to describe the subsequent damage, hoping to satisfy Jamie. “Sir, if this substance is prescribed for an extended period, many people will develop schizophrenia, experiencing anxious and suspicious emotions. Additionally, it affects the immune system and, eventually, the blood vessels and digestive system. It could potentially cause necrotizing vasculitis, leading to amputation as a last resort. In women, it could also affect fertility.”

The doctor looked smug. “But all of this is a gradual destruction, and it won’t affect her research in the next month or two.”

Jamie felt annoyed by the doctor’s incessant chatter, which seemed to be buzzing in his ears.

The

person on the ground was also a thorn in his heart.

“Get out!”

The doctor, who was boasting, was taken aback. “Huh?”

Jamie turned his head, his gaze cold and sharp. The doctor trembled at the coldness in his

eyes.

“We will leave now, Mr. Strategist!”

The two doctors hurriedly left the room, and as the sound of the door closing echoed, Jamie turned to look at Freya on the ground.

Perhaps because it was her first time being injected with the Icy Sea, and the dosage was not small, Freya had already fallen into a semi-conscious state.

clenched his fists,

won’t die just

until noon, and she gradually regained consciousness

over. When she recalled the substance that Jamie had injected into her earlier and then thought about the

understood what that substance was.

that moment, Jamie had his back

to sit up, her gaze falling on the bedside

Kill him!

but Jamie’s voice rang out coldly, “I advise you to be smart and not move. You’ve just regained consciousness, and now

gritted her teeth, filled with anger. “Jamie, you are the most despicable

smile playing on

brought this upon yourself. If you could just behave and stop trying to escape, I wouldn’t have to resort to

physical examination,” Jamie continued, “and I trust

blanket, wishing she could

you believe me?”

kind of person you are.

seethed with anger, almost ready to vomit

despicable person!

breath. “Get out!”

sneered, realizing that Freya was in a decent, stable enough condition. So, he didn’t

up and

a while, biting her lower

injections had destroyed. Even the most resilient ment would become unrecognizable

her strength had recovered enough, Freya got out of bed

tilted her head slightly, revealing

her hazy moments echoed in her

capable of creating an

anger, she grabbed the hand soap on the sink and smashed:

couldn’t let herself be controlled by such a despicable person like Jamie, but for

after Freya finished washing up, she put on a high-necked shirt and left

as she headed

people Jamie had brought today were standing in front of the

looked up and saw Freya enter, a hint of mockery

meet you.” One of them walked up to

what if she was at the top of her field? Once injected with that substance, this top medical professor was

the person a cold glance and did

walked up to the other person and snatched the research materials from

doing?” the