My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 73 She Must Have Misunderstood

When Freya was treating her puffy eyes, her phone rang several times.

She picked it up and saw that several people had sent her messages.

Matthew wrote, ‘Kittie, I didn’t know you have this skill?

She looked at the picture, which was her work permit at the funeral home.

She then typed, ‘Are you secretly investigating me?’

He replied, ‘No, I saved it from the Internet. Don’t accuse me!”

She couldn’t be bothered by him and opened Edward’s message.

Edward wrote, “Freya! Someone has exposed your profession online and is slandering you!”

Freya raised her eyebrows slightly. She had expected this to happen.

Isabella’s messages were more straightforward, with more than ten lengthy voice messages in a row.

Freya opened one and heard Isabella’s fierce cursing. Those idiots who curse you, I will-”

She silently closed her phone and had an idea what was going on.

She opened Twitter and saw the trending topic.

After scrolling through several posts, she found that all recent posts had traces of Edward fighting alone.

As Freya’s assistant, he had been certified as the assistant of DiligentFrey when he helped Freya post videos on Twitter. He was attacked by a group of people and fought back one by one, but he was still pitifully overpowered.

Freya laughed. She felt grateful and distressed at the same time.

She continued scrolling and saw someone saying that she taught people how to do corpse makeup and might be involved in witchcraft and curses, among other things.

There were even people who had fabricated private chat records, saying that she had asked fans for their birthdates.

As the situation developed in an absurd direction, she was thinking about whether to explain it.

She refreshed the page, and a new tweet topped the trending topic. It was from Radley.

Freya widened her eyes.

-Radley tweeted, ‘Mortician, a lonely and great profession.

There were some pictures attached below, which were all about this profession. It allowed people to have at clearer understanding of it.

His post was not only detailed but also about the purpose of this profession.

last bit of dignity and

member one last time in their original

accidents,

the deceased’s parents and lovers

Radley to have such a deep understanding

again, and another tweet popped

she is an excellent makeup artist doing makeup for the deceased?

wrote. My cousin’s profession is great. Please don’t insult this profession. Rumors stop

close to the Monaghan Group liked

the entertainment industry, and for a while, many celebrities followed suit and reposted the post to give recognition to

person involved, hadn’t said much, but the trend on the

had cursed her had gone silent. Some had come to

small number of people

think it’s ominous. Anyway, I have

that she is a mortician when she is doing beauty and health tutorials. After all, she’s putting makeup on

a rare tweet. “Those who think it’s ominous can unfollow me, but

her Twitter account, Freya thought of

spoke up for

found that it

the Joint Department today, and how

quietly followed his Twitter account.

long after, Radley followed her account back.

little embarrassed, and for the rare occasion, she poured herself a cup of coffee while comforting herself that it

only him

was slightly ajar, and she knocked

door while holding a

looked up. “Hey, What’s

“I made you a cup of coffee. Drink some. Helps you

and placed the coffee beside him.

cup

gaze had fallen on his screen and her eyes narrowed.

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two women with different styles were tied up with ropes,

a tagline. ‘Choose tools

there was a row of buttons. ‘Small whip, small

Freya was speechless.

turned his head and saw the ad that popped up on his computer,

have this kind of hobby… It’s not that strange. I’ll see myself out.” She forced a smile, blurted out her words,

he was researching the profession of morticians, he did click on quite a

this hobby!” His voice was low, and if one listened carefully, one could hear

I understand. Freya was already planning to leave.

she had amnesia and didn’t know how she

Freya’s questioning gaze, Radley gritted his teeth.