My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Kieran had a pair of deep, dark, predatory and even fierce eyes.

Freya was afraid of pain. Now she was particularly afraid because if Mr. Fitzgerald hit her, her originally scalded wrist would cause her more pain.

What’s more, she knew clearly that her power was weaker than Mr. Fitzgerald’s pinkie’s.

Freya was scared, so she closed her eyes naturally. She thought that a new wave of pain would attack her in the next second. However, unexpectedly, instead of pain, his velvety voice reached her.

He said, “I believe you.”

His voice was as warm as the breeze in Spring.

He believed her.

Freya opened her eyes instantly as she was covered by such a warm voice which she hadn’t felt for a long time. In her whole life, whenever she had some conflicts or quarrels with Alisha and Maximus would never believe her. It was really warm to be trusted.

However, it was a great pity that the one who was willing to believe her was Alisha’s boyfriend.

When Freya signed secretly, Kieran said slowly, “What’s more, I am not Alisha’s boyfriend.”

Kieran finally looked away from Freya’s hand and stared at Linda’s hands coldly. He asked, “Which one of your hands hurt her?”

Linda didn’t understand why Kieran would ask her this question and she lightly moved her right hand in a stiff way.

Kieran’s sight immediately fell on Linda’s right hand. In that instant, Linda felt that her right hand was going to be cut off.

“Cut that hand off.”

they heard the order. They closed and guarded

them had left the café before she noticed. She now began to chatter and shivered because of scare—she couldn’t even call for

with his wounded leg in plaster and said, “Fitz,

more and she looked at him with

there to help her, yet

Look at her skin—how smooth and how fair! We

with great horror. Were they going to fry

that Mr. Fitzgerald was cruel and would eat human meat. Wasn’t that a

his legs tightly and implored, “Mr. Fitzgerald, don’t do that to me! I am Alisha’s most intimate

shouldn’t splash the coffee! I will apologize to her! Please,

kicked her hands away heavily, which made

wanted to hold Kieran’s legs again and keep on imploring, but he

Satan, but when he looked at Freya,

didn’t have time to think about that shade of tenderness. She

thing, really. But please don’t cut

a look at Linda and he kept on observing Freya’s red-swollen hands. He asked, “Does

thank you. But I don’t want

the only one that could help her to keep her hands now. She threw herself on Freya’s feet and implored, “Freya, I am so sorry! I shouldn’t have done that! I couldn’t control myself

you—I am not helping you. I just want to take the

said, “Mr. Fitzgerald, can you ask someone

but

heat emitted by the coffee, Linda could of course guess what Freya was going to do. She turned

Her tears ran down on her face. She cast a pitiable look at Kieran and Freya—no

sorry! I am truly sorry! I was an idiot just now! I didn’t mean to hurt you!” seeing that Freya picked up that cup of coffee,