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.

a trace of malice, he warned. “Matthew, I know what intentions you have toward her. From now on, stay away

and carefree smile. “Try me

to look up. Freya had

final cold glance at Matthew before turning and

floor, Radley held Freya’s hand.

to be a mouse in my

brows. “How could there

many years, it shouldn’t have reached the point of having mice. However, since Freya had mentioned

brand new bedding, and the tables and chairs were spotless, having been

mouse?” Radley asked after

Freya said softly behind him.

enveloped him, and her large, captivating eyes drew closer

took the initiative and met his, causing

soon as he had seen her earlier, he wanted to immediately pull her into his arms. However, considering that Freya had just successfully escaped, he

gradually

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

her waist,

kiss was marked by strong aggression as

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

with a ‘click,’ the door closed.

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

was slightly hoarse, and a hint of amusement

an

heart raced; the sound of it beating seemingly echoed in her ears. But since she had. made her decision, she

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

it is, but I wonder if the Mr. Monaghan still has the energy after these sleepless

indeed not at its best. I’m afraid you’ll

suddenly lifted off the ground.

surprised cry as Radley effortlessly bridal-carried her and placed her on

bed.