My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

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.

a hail of bullets, and in those days, injuries were common, and over the years, he dealt with them more skillfully than most

quickly removed the glass residue from Freya's back, and after sterilizing the wound on her back with alcohol, he dipped his fingertips in the ointment

hurt like hell, and now with the cool ointment on it, it's

doesn't seem to hurt as

her back eased, a wave of weariness

smooth skin, Kieran quickly drew his hand back like he's

aside, and in a moment of quiet contemplation, he said,

was no reply

Freya was asleep, he took the nightgown he had prepared

from her face, a delicate

an uncontrollable fear that if he stayed any longer,

had he reached the door, there was

tugged suddenly, and he turned and doubled

Big fat tears rolled from the corners of her eyes, and her shoulders were shaking,

cry, won't

her eyes closed, and she mumbled over and

Boom...

softest part of

control himself. He just wanted to come forward and hold

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

Cry, I

tears rolled down into Kieran's heart, and his heart, too, cracked open with

I Won't Let Anyone Bully You Anymore," Kieran said,

her father had sold her, that her mother had left her for good,

she used to disguise herself as a strong one, but in her dreams, she only wanted to