My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 192 The Drunkard’s Intentions Lie Not in the Wine

Radley took the phone back from Hannah’s hand.

Recently, his relationship with Freya had grown much closer, which should have been a good thing. However, as they grew closer, Radley found that his once strong self–control was starting to waver.

He wanted to be a part of her life and openly become the man standing by her side.

Hannah felt a bit aggrieved.

But looking at her brother, she dared not say anything more.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Radley typed on the screen, ‘It was Hannah fooling around just now. Sorry.’

Hannah innocently took the blame.

The next day, Freya got up early, said goodbye to Slyvia after breakfast, and hurriedly drove to West Geft Joint Department.

She wanted to learn several things, mainly related to mortise and tenon structures.

Freya was curious if she could convince, Brandon and his wife to stay in Caltun.

While Brandon was still there, she could learn something with his supervision.

Freya was full of enthusiasm for learning.

But a certain middle–aged man’s enthusiasm for work was clearly not enough.

Freya arrived at Brandon’s office early in the morning and waited until ten o’clock.

Only then did Brandon saunter in with a small cloth bag.

Freya hesitated to speak.

“Mr. Lane, you’re here quite early.”

Brandon chuckled, glancing at the busy scene in the outer office.

“I have nothing else to do.”

Then, he looked somewhat like a master, glancing at Freya. “So, are you my disciple or my boss now?”

Freya chuckled at the slip. “I guess I was a bit careless there. Of course, you’re my master.”

She went to the side and placed the tea she had prepared in front of Brandon.

the master, and your word

the thick book on mortise and tenon joinery from the

on various small

be steady when making these things. Only then can the

handled the small wood quite

Freya smiled.

hands were

After carving a few small parts, Freya tried to assemble them. She had just started and was learning to assemble a mini version of a small stool.

watched her with a smile.

did not speak when Freya

small stool did he take some pleasure

the hole crookedly.”

widened her eyes and said, “Then why

can you remember if you did not

disciple chatted, the office door

to look, and Radley stood at the door, holding a tablet in his hand as he walked in.

“Radley, you’re here.”

meaningfully and shifted his gaze

flustered under his scrutiny. “Mr. Lane, your

he looked at Brandon. “Mr. Lane, my company has been handling a project

“Learn from me? If you want to learn from me, you must formally become my disciple and perform the traditional rites of apprenticeship, including bowing

this was not a difficult

table, picked up a cup of tea,

looked at the teacup

glanced imperceptibly at

Brandon sighed softly.

he wanted this proud young man to kneel down and pay respects, he would have to be truly interested in tenon–mortise. But now he also understood that this young man had come here not for the sake of tenon–mortise

with the future husband of

do you want to learn from me?”

“Let

me take

!

long table, but

tablet to look

and see Freya concentrating on various pieces of wood in front of her.

immersed in her work with the wooden

watch her without fear of being discovered

noon, lunch was delivered from Smalzot Yard.

office, and the