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.”

order. They closed and

all other customers except for them had left the café before she noticed. She now began to

that time, Fabian limped over with his wounded leg in plaster and said, “Fitz, you are so cruel. How can you cut off

more and she looked at him with gratitude, nodding her head

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

smooth and how fair! We should directly throw her into

looked at Fabian with great horror. Were

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

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

thing! I shouldn’t splash the coffee! I will apologize to her! Please, for Alisha’s sake, spare

heavily, which made her fall to the ground in

again and keep on imploring, but he

as terrible as Satan, but when he looked at Freya, Linda

that shade of tenderness. She only wanted to protect

and implored, “Mr. Fitzgerald, I did the wrong thing, really. But please don’t cut

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

Fitzgerald, thank you. But I don’t want

in Linda’s heart. She knew that Freya was 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!

tell you—I am not helping you. I

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

Linda’s hands off, but

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

on her face. She cast a pitiable look at Kieran and Freya—no

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