My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Chapter 20 Help Him with the Wounds

After realizing the situation, Freya quickly put her coat over her body. The coat scraped the wound on her back, causing her to gasp with pain.

Kieran didn't expect to see this when he walked in, his handsome, chiseled face flushed with unnatural heat.

In a flash, his expression returned to the usual indifferent calm appearance.

He stepped forward and took one look at the blood on the sterile cotton. "Your back is hurt, too. I'll help you with the wound on your back."

"No..." don't...

Before Freya could finish her refusal, Kieran cut her off. "Are you sure you can handle the wound on your back?"

Freya was shocked. It was really difficult for her to deal with the wound on her back. She couldn't clean out all the glass. It might cause inflammation.

Freya closed her eyes and took a deep breath, there were a lot of male surgeons, and when you're dealing with a wound, it's nothing sexual, and she's just going to pretend that Kieran is a male doctor.

It's like she also checked for him.

After some struggles, Freya decided to let Kieran help her with the wounds on her back. She glanced at him quietly and whispered, "Mr. Fitzgerald, please turn around first, and wait for me to call you, then turn back."

Seeing Kieran turn around cooperatively, Freya quickly took off her coat, firmly covering her front with it, and quickly lay down on the bed. "You can turn around now"

Hearing Freya's voice, Kieran turned, and when he saw the bloody wounds, his brow furrowed.

He was too kind to Thompson earlier.

He should tear him into pieces.

were common, and over

the glass residue from Freya's back, and after sterilizing the wound on her back

on Freya's back hurt like hell, and now with the cool

to hurt as

her back eased, a wave of weariness came over

delicate, smooth skin, Kieran quickly drew his hand

moment of quiet contemplation, he said, "you, like

was no reply but

Freya was asleep, he took the nightgown he

her face, a delicate touch,

stayed any longer,

had he reached the door, there was a low sob

was tugged suddenly, and

of her

cry,

choked, but the corners of her lips were trying to raise, her eyes closed, and she mumbled over and over, "Mommy, Freya

Boom...

had exploded in the softest part of

forward and hold her close in

women. He reached out and clumsily patted Freya on the shoulder. "Don't cry," he said in a

Cry, I

and the warm tears rolled down into

I Won't Let Anyone Bully You Anymore,"

voice, all she knew was that her father had sold her, that her mother had left

but in her dreams, she only wanted to cry like there

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