My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 19 You’re Hurting Met

Freya was only patting the young man’s shoulder, but Radley suddenly appeared and provoked her.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the young man’s waist.

“What else can we do here?”

Radley stared at her hand. His voice was laced with ice. “You are really good at acting. I never knew you were so unrestrained before.”

Freya pinched the young man’s waist and laughed arrogantly.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me. After all, your eyesight is not that good.”

Even a b*tch can attract your attention!

As she spoke, she grabbed the young man and was ready to leave.

The sight of this se mbag made her angry and frustrated. She was angry that she had lost two years of her youth for nothing.

The young man was already scared, so he followed Freya obediently.

As they brushed past Radley, Freya felt a tight grip on her wrist.

When she looked up, she realized it was Radley grabbing her. His eyes were cold. “What did you do with him in the bathroom?”

Freya frowned and tried to shake him off, but Radley held on tightly.

She squinted her eyes and turned to look at the young man. “Go on. Wait for me back there.”

The young man hesitated but eventually left.

As soon as the young man was out of sight, Freya turned to Radley. “I’ll give you one chance. Let go!”

No response.

Very well.

Freya sneered and stopped struggling. She used the force of Radley grabbing her hand to dodge and broke free from his grip in an instant.

With lightning-fast speed, Freya swiftly slipped away and grasped Radley’s hand in a reverse grip. With deft movements, she leveraged her body to flip him over her back.

Clean and perfect movement.

Radley fell to the ground and his vision turned black for a moment.

He had excellent skills, but he never intended to use them on a woman. After all, when Freya was in the Monaghan family, what she did was nothing more than embroider. He couldn’t believe what was happening now.

After Freya threw him, she clapped her hands and was ready to leave.

step, her ankle was grabbed by Radley. He was angry but restrained himself. He said in a low voice. “Surprise, surprise. It turns

her eyebrows and lifted her foot sharply, intending to

Vicious and cunning!

pressed Freya against the wall with his hand.

His eyes filled with domination, exuding an aura

her knees and hitting him where it hurt, but the next second, Radley had already pressed his

and Freya couldn’t move her legs. This seemingly ambiguous

a head taller than her. His handsome face was like the temple of a god. He lowered his

“Still wanna fight?”

scent of agarwood mixed with a strong scent of maturity wafted

struggling a few times, she found that she was really no match

narrowed her eyes. A plan came to mind.

instant, her bright eyes were

was low,

and he wondered what tricks she

moment, Freya picked up the vase on

of the Monaghan Group, so she didn’t aim at his head and only hit his back.

just a single strike, and Freya sprinted toward the private

might have been despicable, but his skills were enough to take down several special forces. soldiers without him breaking a

woman wouldn’t suffer any losses, so she had to run quickly.

private room. Although Azure Club was in Caltun, it was

someone up.

greeted the escorts in

the corner and said, “You, come over

her.”

up the already asleep Isabella and followed Freya out of the

night. They didn’t drive there. Now, they

in front of her. With one hand on the steering

immediately directed the young man, “Put her in the back

as he watched

man quickly put Isabella in the back seat. Freya then quickly got

at the person in the passenger seat

seat, Freya turned to look at the young

if he’ll take

get in the car.

hesitate and got in the

seat, Matthew stared with wide eyes. “Kittie, what’s this about? Are you trying

Freya didn’t exchange a word with Matthew. She went about her business with efficient precision,

“Just drive!”

the club and smirked. “Alright,

disappeared into the night.

down the road, Freya finally let

a big favor this time,” said Matthew, slowing down

discomfort in her stomach. The car had been going too fast, and she didn’t feel like talking.

repay me, why don’t

back seat, Isabella