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.

those days, injuries were common, and over the

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

on Freya's back hurt

to hurt as

back eased, a

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

moment of quiet

no reply

asleep, he took the nightgown

inadvertently slid off from her face, a

that if he stayed any longer, he would do something terrible like an animal. Kieran turned stiffly

sooner had he reached the door, there was a low sob coming behind

heart was tugged suddenly, and he

slept restlessly. Big fat tears rolled from the corners of

cry,

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

Boom...

exploded in the softest part of his heart, and he couldn't

wanted to come forward and hold her close in his arms, and pour out

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

I

said that but she cried even harder, and the warm tears rolled down into Kieran's heart, and his heart, too, cracked

Let Anyone Bully You Anymore," Kieran said,

wrapped up in her grief, in her sleep, she couldn't even hear Kieran's voice, all she knew was that her father had sold her, that her mother had left her

herself as a strong one, but in her dreams, she only wanted to cry like there were