My Talented Babies & Genius Wife
Chapter 173 Mr. Fitzgerald, I Like You
"Maximus, a tiger doesn't even eat its son, Josiah is your own son!" Freya roared out.
She was Maximus's daughter, and she had called him as father for nearly twenty years, but he had driven her to the brink time and again.
"So what? He's just a living dead man, it's better to just die!"
Maximus' voice did not have a trace of the warmth of a father's voice, "Freya, I ask again, tomorrow night, do you want to come home and accompany us to dinner?"
For Maximus and Aleksandra, Freya really wanted to vomit even if she looked at them one more time, but now, she simply had no other choice.
In Maximus's view, Josiah, who had become a vegetable, was just a living dead person, dispensable; Josiah was the most precious warmth to her.
Her mother was gone and she could not afford to lose her brother, Josiah, again.
Besides, in this world, there were miracles, what if one day Josiah woke up?
She was still waiting to talk and laugh with the sunny boy he once was and see the most beautiful sights of time together.
She also had to tell him that he had adorable nephew and niece and they both loved him.
She had so many things to say to him!
Freya covered her mouth hard to keep from crying out, and after a long, long time, Freya said softly to Maximus, "Okay."
In order to keep Josiah alive, even if there was a mountain of fire ahead, she was still willing to turn back.
Freya felt that she was already very strong, and she tried hard not to let her tears fall, but after hanging up the phone, big tears still couldn't stop rolling down from the corners of her eyes.
It was said that a woman would never be able to see what the true color of that man she married until she had experienced something.
covered her face and whimpered lowly, Mother, look what
as father for so many years, he is
her
had called as father for nearly twenty years
Alisha and
the drawer the pair of earrings that Bernice had given her on her 18th
by Smith, which was not that expensive at the time,
the birthday gift from Bernice, she nestled in her arms and
that year changed a
the news that Bernice had died of illness. Of course, only now did she learn
thought that the loss of her beloved mother was already a pain that life could not
her mother died, Josiah was involved
but he was
few months, maybe a few years, or possibly, he
lying motionless on the hospital bed, Freya cried
gentle young man withering away as if he had lost his soul, every tear
this series of blows, her beloved Remy cheated on
"Mum ......"
that she had never been eighteen, but the appearance of the two little ones made her find light in the boundless darkness, but this time, when she returned
and over again, "Mum, it must hurt
at the screen
In fact, she hurt.
was still alive, Maximus was still able to treat her well. Daughters, who had an innate admiration for their fathers, could rejoice for many days at a single compliment
admired most
her time and time again was no longer
Maximus hurt Josiah,
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In Chapter 173 Mr. Fitzgerald, I Like You of the My Talented Babies & Genius Wife series,Freya Stahler received a text message: "My dear sister Remy is staying with me. Room 6009" and attached a photo of Remy Byrne, hugging Alisha her half-sister with her half-brother. Freya's heart ached. Freya did not expect that she herself was in danger because of Alisha's plan. She was overcome by a strange man and raped her. After everything about her fiancé Remy blamed Freya again for the stories that happened,.... How will things go?. Follow Chapter 173 Mr. Fitzgerald, I Like You and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.
My Talented Babies & Genius Wife by Christina Chapter 173 Mr. Fitzgerald, I Like You
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