My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 242 A Hellish Family Dynamic

In the living room, the furious Tripp and Lorelei were stunned when they saw Freya and Radley return.

An embarrassed smile emerged on Lorelei’s face as she asked, “Frey, why are you back?”

Pointing toward the dining room, Freya replied, “I left my phone at the dining table, Mrs. Hood.”

As she spoke, she gazed at Matthew, who stood in the corner of the room.

There was a sneer on his face as he stood there with a ghastly expression.

With a drop of blood staining his face as a result of the laceration on his forehead, the famous playboy in Caltun appeared particularly feeble at this moment.

Sensing Freya’s gaze, Matthew smiled faintly at her.

The muscle of Freya’s throat tightened. After retrieving her phone from the dining room, she passed through the living room on her way out.

She stopped when she passed by Tripp and Lorelei.

“Mr. and Mrs. Hood.”

“What is it, Frey?”

“Did you see the news about me embalming the body of Duke Wilson’s son?”

At first, Tripp and Lorelei were taken aback. Then, they presumed that Freya was showing off her achievements.

“Yes, we saw it. Iternian royal family and Iternia’s embassy in Caltun even sent a thank-you letter.” Lorelei was unstinting in her praise. “Frey, you’re amazing. You have changed most people’s perceptions of this industry with your own efforts. In a broader sense, you have brought glory to our country.”

Freya took a deep breath.

Mrs. Hood clearly knows how to speak nicely.

“I mention this to you because I wish to inform you that I am a professional mortician. I majored in forensic medicine while I was in college. As I was the one who embalmed Trevor’s body that day, I can conclude with complete honesty and utmost fairness that no one harmed him.”

1:5

Tripp and Lorelei’s faces turned cold.

“Freya, this is our family affair.”

“I know, but Matthew is also my brother’s friend. He has helped me a lot in the past.” Freya put on a serious demeanor. “Also, he is your son. What’s the difference between saying such things and stabbing him in the heart?”

Standing on the side, Matthew sneered, “Frey, stop. They would rather not have me as their son. In fact, I can bet my boots that they will be the first ones in this world to kill me today if they find out my death can bring my brother back to life.”

“What the hell are you blabbering about?!” Tripp slammed the table angrily, not caring about Freya and Radley’s presence anymore.

couldn’t maintain

anymore.

need meddling from an outsider.

any longer. She glanced at

a gloomy mood while

way back.

the Kaufmann Residence. Once the car stopped at the

feeling down?” Radley

Matthew, he had been the most cheerful

did it cross her mind that he actually

and tomorrow is the weekend. You can

to visit Madam Daniella recently. I’ll rest at

“Sure.”

was about to exit

his hoarse voice, he said, “Cheer up

25

and gave Radley a

saw Sylvia helping Sarah and Ashley

are you packing so soon?

glanced at her and said, “Your Granny and Aunt Ashley have been he for two to three days. You’re

sofa and hugged Sarah’s arm. “Granny, please stay a few more

made Sarah laugh

Vroria, and your Aunt Ashley

to her, Ashley’s

misses Noah. Why do you keep

to come and visit me, yet

the

gradually warmed

and Ashley for a while. Once it was time to rest in the evening, Braxton came

you go on a date again?” Freya asked with

relationship with Isabella was no longer a secret, he could openly date

woke up carly under the urging of the alarm clock. When she went downstairs, Braxton was

coming down, he immediately hid what

curious, Freya approached and asked, “Brax, what are

thinking, “Nothing. Don’t ask too many questions. little

33

gently touched her belly. “Which little girl has such a big belly? Come on!

thick thread sticking out from beside Braxton. Frowning, she reached out to

as thick as two fingers, was hooked by a needle. Freya

and reddened at the

at the pouch for a while, Freya laughed so hard that she couldn’t catch her breath. “Not bad,

the love experts, a