My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 425 Too Late, I’m Afraid

Edward’s room was not easily accessible.

In the darkness of the night, that swaying figure gradually turned into an unmoving statue devoid of life. The entire room seemed to be shrouded in a layer of dilapidated shadows.

Meanwhile, at Colkirk, the capital of Kundin, two car teams quickly arrived in its suburbs.

Freya got out of the car and looked somewhat surprised at the villa in front of her.

Radley gazed at her affectionately. “My house. I stayed here when I came searching for you.”

Freya nodded and smiled, holding his arm. “Let’s go inside then.”

Once inside the villa, Freya looked at the furnishings and felt a slight pang in her nose.

It was evident that this villa hadn’t been inhabited for a long time. After Radley bought it, he must have rarely visited. The furniture in the villa was old, and dust had accumulated in the corners. How did he, a person with a cleanliness obsession, endure this?

Evidently, Radley had been wholeheartedly searching for her.

He also noticed Freya’s gaze and glanced at the dust in the corner, something he hadn’t noticed before.

“It’s a bit basic here, but it’s okay. You’ll have to make do for one night. I’ve already arranged a flight for tomorrow morning with Connor. We’ll be heading home in the morning.”

Freya nodded vigorously. “Okay, we’ll go home tomorrow morning.”

Freya’s bedroom was arranged on the second floor, and Radley had the only maid escort her there while he remained on the first floor, keeping his gaze fixed on Matthew, who stood his ground, his expression indifferent.

Once Radley was certain that Freya had entered her room and wouldn’t hear any noise from the first floor, he stepped forward and delivered a fierce punch to Matthew’s face.

“How dare you keep the news about her whereabouts to yourself?!”

Matthew met Radley’s cold gaze but refrained from retaliating, perhaps thinking about what would happen the next day. “Why should I tell you about the information I received?”

Radley exuded a chilling and oppressive aura. He rolled up his sleeves and grabbed Matthew’s collar.

intentions you have toward her. From now on, stay away from her,

sinister and carefree smile.

of Matthew’s collar, turning to look up. Freya had reached the spiral staircase and called out to him, “Radley,

cast one final cold glance at Matthew before turning and heading upstairs.

reaching the second floor, Radley held Freya’s hand.

petite face. “There seems to be a mouse in my

“How could there be a mouse?”

inhabited for many years, it shouldn’t have reached the point of having mice. However, since

chairs were spotless, having been

Radley asked after entering the

here,” Freya said softly

as Radley turned around, a fragrant scent enveloped him, and her large, captivating eyes

and met his, causing Radley to

had just successfully

gradually deepened.

have taken the initiative, but she soon lost her dominance very

wrapped around her

marked by strong aggression as if expressing long-unseen yearning, emotions, and

a step back, and he stepped forward, continuing until they reached the door She

her foot, and with a

lowered it, meeting Freya’s mischievous. eyes. Her clear eyes now held a hint of shimmering allure,

a hint of amusement

an

echoed in her ears. But since she had. made her decision,

courage, Freya used her delicate hand to caress Radley’s face, tracing hist jawline, following the curve of his throat, and finally resting on his well-defined chest. Event through his

I wonder if the Mr. Monaghan still has the energy after these sleepless nights and

and he narrowed his eyes. “My energy is indeed not at its best. I’m afraid you’ll have

second, Freya’s body suddenly lifted

out a surprised cry as Radley effortlessly bridal-carried her and

bed.