My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 232 Impulse

Freya turned around to leave, but Matthew grabbed her wrist.

She turned around and saw that Matthew’s expression was unusually serious.

“I know you don’t believe me. It’s normal for you not to believe me given my reputation.”

Matthew reached into his pocket and took out a velvet box.

It was a very old-fashioned jewelry box.

Matthew opened it solemnly.

A diamond ring lay in the velvet box.

“This was left to me by my grandmother. It’s her only heirloom.”

His gaze was firm, and his usually carefree face showed nervousness and anticipation.

“Freya, after spending so much time together, I have truly fallen in love with you. I hope you can give me a chance to prove my love for you.”

After saying this, Matthew smiled. “Haven’t you noticed that I haven’t caused any scandals since we’ve been together?”

A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers in the garden. Freya quietly clenched her hand; she could see Matthew’s caution.

Although he had a smile on his face, his gaze was determined.

Freya pursed her lips and spoke seriously.

“Matthew, to me, you are my brother’s best friend and also my friend. I don’t want to be someone who drags things out, nor do I want to give you false hope. I don’t have romantic feelings for you.”

Matthew’s hand holding the box turned slightly pale, but his expression remained unchanged. “Frey, feelings can be cultivated slowly. If you think I’m not a bad person-”

Freya frowned and interrupted Matthew. “We’ve known each other for so long. If there were real feelings, they would have already developed.”

The path was quiet, and Matthew lowered his gaze.

A few seconds later, he smiled bitterly. “So, do you have romantic feelings for Radley?”

Freya trembled slightly; a hint of panic flashed across her face.

Matthew got his answer.

Hartterre, Freya didn’t care

was Radley who

up.” Matthew’s voice was incredibly

Freya in the nightclub, she was like a wild cat playing the

sense of freedom and boldness that immediately caught

know Freya’s identity, but later he

years, following his own rule of not touching his good friends’ women

little wild cat. However, he didn’t know when this little wild cat had crawled into

thought of Freya made his heart itch, and

falling in

out of the box and tried

do this.” Freya tried

you don’t want to accept me now, then consider it

voice was low, with

sighed. “No friend would give a gift like a

firmly withdrew her

to clarify everything for both you

Matthew had always been playful, so she never took his confessions. seriously, but starting today, she felt that she needed to create some distance between

seemed that a rift had suddenly formed between them after his

alienation from

straightforward.” Matthew’s voice

he had played around for many years and

women were skilled at neither accepting nor rejecting, just enjoying the men’s

suddenly had an absurd idea. He would rather Freya neither reject nor

just wanted to stay by her

she was a bit of

had good intentions, but she had cut off his feelings

him feel

Matthew, who was

You’ve been to the

suddenly spoke

leave

walked toward her quickly and held down

there are feelings of love or not, maybe you should

H

crazy. He lowered his head and looked at Freya’s full lips, his eyes

had been drawn apart, since she had become cold toward him,

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