My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

As he watched Freya fall heavily to the ground, Kieran only felt his heart seize violently.

Subconsciously, he wanted to rush forward and hold her tightly in his arms, but in the end, he resisted the urge.

This woman, shameless and cunning, who knows if she's faking her fainting!

With this thought, Kieran paced slowly in front of Freya, "Stop pretending!"

Freya was still lying motionless on the ground, her lips pale, but her face blushed, as if, there was a blazing fire burning on her face.

The more he looked at Freya's face, the more annoyed Kieran became. He stretched out his hand and wanted to pull Freya up from the ground so that she could not continue to play dead.

He grasped his hand and he realised that she was horribly hot.

Just now, he had also touched her body, but did not notice anything unusual about her body, and did not expect her to burn so badly.

Kieran withdrew his hand from her wrist, his thin lips pursed involuntarily, as if after an extremely intense mental struggle, he reached out again and touched her forehead.

Her forehead, which was hotter than her wrist, looked quite painful as her body kept trembling, probably because of the intense fever.

"Damn!"

Kieran let out a low curse, but still picked up Freya and threw her into his sports car.

He told himself that he would take this woman home, not because he cared for her, but simply because, he didn't want to see her die.

He had never been a kind man or woman, and he would not even blink if someone who was seriously ill died in front of him, so how could he suddenly become so compassionate!

Freya is now really uncomfortable.

baking in the fire and for a while

colder, still,

alone, strolling through the snow and ice, she looked around in a daze, she thought

had a particularly, particularly scary dream that she couldn't find her beloved Mr. Fitzgerald

travelled thousands of miles and could

obviously, the man said he would be with

him forever, she ran frantically through the snow and

took pity on her, she finally sought out

name and she rushed like mad in his direction, but before she could get close to him, before she could see

blood, staining the white snow red, he was in front of her, shattered, unable to open

"Mr. Fitzgerald ......"

hard to grab something, but she couldn't

Obviously, Mr. Fitzgerald was close at hand, even if it was a cold corpse, she wanted to catch Mr.

...... Mr. Fitzgerald, don't leave

uncontrollably rolling down from the corners of her eyes, "Mr. Fitzgerald, please, don't leave me, okay? Mr.

Freya to the big bed inside his room when he saw

was followed by crystal clear teardrops sliding down from the corners of her eyes as she cried out something about Mr. Fitzgerald in

wrinkled his eyebrows, can't it be that this woman really has a guest surnamed Fitzgerald,

that man so much! She still can't get him out of

upset Kieran became. With anger, he threw Freya on the bed and planned to leave her

in his mouth, he

to go out, but Freya's eyes suddenly opened and she climbed

Mr. Fitzgerald, I knew you wouldn't leave me!

do was to hold the man in front of her as hard as she could, and not to let

it's hard for me! They all say you're dead, it's hard for me! I look at your corpse and I really want to go with you too,

so happy, so happy! Mr. Fitzgerald, don't leave me

he directly had that woman thrown to Africa, but now,