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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attention to detail was no

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

hands into fists as she hadn’t expected Edward to

eyes.

all think that since I’m always in the sick room and never leaving the house, I wouldn’t notice a thing. But that’s the thing, isn’t it?

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

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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

realized that she had never truly known him.

I

already losing consciousness. He was clearly struggling to keep his focus on the two

room had just been

of them.

Jamie and said, “Jamie, the drug will only cause you to lose consciousness for a while. You

as he

his body trembling as he did.

turned to look at Jamie, his gaze was

with your favorite toys as a child. You liked them so much that you would dismantle them and

already collapsed onto

lips and turned to Freya. “Let

she knew that this. was a

“But your illness…”

at her and smiled. “You truly are the best person in the world, Freya. I’ve known for a long time that my illness is incurable. It’s terminal. Still, you need to leave right now. This is your last chance. Otherwise, my brother will never let you go after

Freya. Yet, there was no denying that he understood his brother best

approached her and boldly held her hand for the first time.

of the dining

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

smile and said, “Sir, my brother drank too much and fell asleep in the dining room. Could you please

Monkey immediately nodded.

Edward took Freya’s hand and

“I know my brother. So, I’m certain that the men 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

“But what about

grip on her hand betrayed his concern.

doesn’t matter whether my ending comes sooner rather than later. Besides, I no longer