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.

and in those days, injuries were common, and

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

the wounds on Freya's back hurt like hell, and now with the cool ointment on it, it's so cooling

to hurt

a wave of weariness came over her, and she fell into

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

and in a moment of quiet

was no reply but Freya's even

looked down and saw that Freya was asleep, he took the nightgown he had prepared

her face, a delicate

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

door, there

heart was tugged suddenly, and he turned

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

won't cry, won't

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

Boom...

that something had exploded in the softest part of his heart, and

come forward and hold her close in

arm around Freya, and he didn't know how to comfort people, especially women. He reached out and clumsily patted Freya on the shoulder. "Don't cry," he

Cry, I Don't

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

Let Anyone Bully You Anymore," Kieran said, in a solemn, sworn

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

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