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.

was usually afraid of Kieran, but when she got drunk she

large hand away from her wrist, “Are you out of your mind, old man? I’m flirting with

“Get out of here!

Freya shrank

Did this little woman just call him

Was he that old?

finally made it to Freya’s neighborhood,

Jayla had been put to sleep by Kiki. Kieran carried Freya straight to

out on the soft bed. She grabbed the pillow beside

together... and have

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

his hand touched Freya’s body, she slapped him

and she hugged the pillow in her arms, looking defensively at Kieran, “Who kind of devil are you? I’m

face against the pillow and

she was clinging to him, calling him honey, and now she thought he was the devil for a pillow. Why did he feel like

pillow, but he just couldn’t accept that he

slightly, reached out and snatched the pillow

have you been? I’ll

and jumped on top of

a fit. But the next second, she was like a kitten arching into his

Darling, how naughty you

give me

her little lips and

drunk, and he shouldn’t have taken advantage of that. But

Kiss!

was his wife. It would be a waste if he didn’t kiss

not reserved…” Freya held Kieran’s neck a little tighter, “But I

But I liked it!