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.

her. From now on,

sinister and carefree smile. “Try me then.”

Matthew’s collar, turning to look up.

one final cold glance at Matthew before turning

reaching the second floor, Radley held Freya’s

“There seems to be a mouse in my

his brows. “How could there be a

the point of having mice. However, since Freya had mentioned it, Radley followed her

tables and chairs were spotless, having been prepared by

the mouse?” Radley asked

said softly behind him.

scent enveloped him, and her large, captivating eyes drew

lips took the initiative and

his arms. However, considering that Freya had just successfully escaped, he was unsure if Jamie had done anything to

gaze gradually deepened.

initiative, but she soon lost her dominance

arm wrapped around her waist, and their

as if expressing

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

lifted her foot, and with a ‘click,’

at the door, then lowered it, meeting Freya’s mischievous. eyes. Her clear eyes now held a hint of shimmering allure, radiating a

of amusement

this an invite?”

raced; the sound of it beating seemingly echoed in her ears. But since she had. made her decision, she had to cherish every moment with him, especially since she would be leaving

to caress Radley’s face, tracing hist jawline, following the curve of his throat, and finally

the Mr. Monaghan still has the

he narrowed his eyes. “My energy is indeed not at its best.

Freya’s body suddenly lifted off the ground.

as Radley effortlessly

bed.