My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Honey?

Fabian’s body shook in shock. He turned the steering wheel and almost drove the sports car into a ditch.

Was Kieran being molested by Mrs. Fitzgerald?

In all his years, Fabian had never seen Kieran molested by a woman. He really wanted to laugh, but he knew that if he did, someone would beat him into tears. So he finally stifled the laughter, which made his stomach ache.

“Come on, Honey, let’s wear a dress! A dress!

In his rearview mirror, Fabian could see exactly what was going on behind him. Just as he was about to enjoy the beautiful scene of Kieran being bullied by Freya, he caught Kieran’s quiet stare in his rearview mirror.

It was a warning look to him.

Fabian gave a dry laugh. “Kieran, I didn’t see anything! No, I didn’t see you being molested by Mrs. Fitzgerald, and I didn’t hear anything!”

With that, Fabian raised the shield, completely separating himself from the two men in the back seat.

“Freya, stop it!”

Kieran held Freya’s little hand. She was not conscious...

As much as Kieran wanted to take advantage of her, his sanity told him that he must do nothing tonight if he didn’t want Freya to hate him to death.

“I didn’t do anything!”

Freya retorted unhappily, “It’s none of your business that I dress my honey, just fuck off!”

Kieran’s handsome face went black. “No dirty words!”

Freya hardly ever said dirty words. Only when she was under the influence of alcohol would she make uncivilized remarks.

afraid of Kieran, but when she got drunk

of

Kieran’s collar. “Get out of here!

shrank

this little woman just call him old

Was he that old?

Freya’s neighborhood, where Kieran almost

put to sleep by Kiki. Kieran carried Freya straight to

out on the soft bed. She grabbed the pillow beside her and

together...

and tried to help Freya change out of her evening dress. The dress was so tight that it must be very uncomfortable to sleep

Freya’s body, she slapped

at Kieran, “Who kind

the pillow and closed her eyes, looking

midair. A moment ago she was clinging to him, calling him honey, and now

childish to argue with a pillow, but he just couldn’t accept that he

frowned slightly, reached out and

have you

bed and jumped on

taken her pillow, so she’d throw a fit. But the next second, she was

again! Darling, how naughty

on, honey, give

her face, pouted her little

him because she was drunk, and he shouldn’t have taken advantage of

Kiss!

be a waste if he didn’t kiss

neck a

But I liked it!