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.”

heard the order. They closed and guarded the

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

that time, Fabian limped over with his wounded leg in plaster and said, “Fitz, you are

she looked at him with gratitude, nodding

there to help her, yet his following words almost scared her

great waste if we directly cut off her hands. Look at her skin—how smooth and how fair! We should

horror. Were they

was said that Mr. Fitzgerald was cruel and would

held his legs tightly and implored, “Mr. Fitzgerald, don’t do that to me! I

I will apologize to

which made her fall

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

actually as terrible as Satan, but when he looked at Freya, Linda saw in his

to think about that shade of tenderness. She only wanted to protect

cried miserably and implored, “Mr. Fitzgerald, I did the wrong thing, really. But please don’t cut my hands off! I will leave Freya alone

kept on

you. But I don’t want you to cut

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

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

look at Kieran and said, “Mr. Fitzgerald, can you ask someone to make a cup

Freya wouldn’t cut Linda’s hands off, but she would definitely give a cup of boiling-hot

manager of the café served them a cup of boiling-hot coffee. Seeing the heat emitted by the coffee, Linda

down on her face. She

don’t do that! I am sorry! I am truly sorry! I was an idiot just now! I didn’t mean to hurt you!” seeing that Freya