My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 419 The Real Edward

There was a moment of silence in the restaurant as Freya stared at Edward in disbelief.

Edward’s entire demeanor had changed; he was no longer the sunny and vibrant young man he usually was. He sat there as if nothing had happened, but there was a hint of coldness in

his demeanor.

In that instant, Edward and Jamie truly looked like brothers.

She had always believed that these two brothers were nothing alike. Edward was innocent, cheery, and full of vitality.

But at that moment, she realized that she had never truly known him.

Was this the real him?

The veins on Jamie’s neck bulged as he forced out a laugh. “Edward, are you done pretending?”

There was a hint of iciness on Edward’s face as he responded, “Jamie, you know very well that I like her. Yet, you kept her locked up here. You’ve gone too far.”

you find out?!”

Edward gentled the look on his face when he looked at her. There was even a glimmer of fondness for her in his eyes.

Her heart trembled, and she snapped her head toward Edward. “When did

“Do you remember the first time we went for a stroll in the backyard after I regained consciousness?” Edward said.

She frowned, unable to figure out just when he had discovered the truth.

Jamie had always been a meticulous man. So, he had ordered all the servants to treat her as the mistress of the villa whenever they were around Edward.

Edward naturally sensed her confusion, so he patiently explained, “That day, we saw some flowers in the yard. I asked you if there were still roses in this season, and you said yes.”

She suddenly recalled that particular detail and she pursed her lips. “What of it?”

Edward turned to look at Jamie coolly. “Those weren’t roses; they were peonies. Strictly speaking, they were tree peonies. If you were truly the owner here, the servants would have chosen flowers according to the owner’s preferences. How could they choose a flower that the owner doesn’t recognize?”

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to detail was

was a hint of regret in his eyes. “Tree peonies are my brother’s favorite flowers. That was when I started questioning everything. It all turned to head when you gave me the injection. I noticed needle marks

fists as she hadn’t expected Edward to possess such keen

eyes.

know you all think that since I’m always in the sick room and never leaving the house, I

first noticed those clues, I deliberately ignored them. Perhaps deep down, I was being selfish and only wanted you to accompany me. So, I intentionally

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treat me too well. When I told them to remove the wine, they did as they were told. Their actions showed that you are nothing but a guest in this place. My brother may have arranged everything perfectly, but he forgot about that little detail. Who the servants

that

forged on, “Freya, I promise I’ll set

was already losing consciousness. He was clearly struggling to keep his

room had just been dismissed by Edward, leaving

of them.

Jamie and said, “Jamie, the drug will only cause you to lose consciousness for a while. You should rest for now. I need

cheeks and used the pain to fuel his consciousness as he hissed,

feet, his

turned to look at Jamie, his gaze was clear and impa*sive,

It’s the same as when you used to play with your favorite toys as a child. You liked them so much that you would dismantle

already collapsed onto the

turned to Freya. “Let me take

muscle throughout the siblings’ altercation. Although she knew that this. was a rare opportunity…

“But your illness…”

is incurable. It’s terminal. Still, you

that he understood his brother

that she was still hesitating, he approached her and boldly held her hand for the first time.

Freya out of the

returned and was surprised to see Edward and Freya. Nevertheless, he still respectfully bowed to Freya and

he put on a sunny smile and said, “Sir, my brother drank too much and fell asleep in the dining room. Could you please help me

Monkey immediately nodded.

took Freya’s hand and went straight

guarding the entrance have been given explicit orders to never let you out of the premises. So, even if I take you with me, we might not be able to escape. But the backyard should be safe. I’ve scouted this place a few times. There’s

“But

walking, but his tightened grip on her hand betrayed his

was already destined to die. It doesn’t matter whether my ending comes sooner rather than later. Besides, I no longer have any regrets after