My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Disabled?

What had given this woman the illusion that he was disabled?

Why didn't he beat her to be disabled?

Bradley, the senior special assistant who was concentrating on driving, came close to creating some kind of dissonance again.

Fearing that he would once again exasperate his Boss, Bradley had to use almost a flood of strength to stifle his laughter.

But even if he hadn't laughed out loud, Bradley was holding in his laughter so much that his body was trembling uncontrollably, and when his feet shook, he almost made the low-key luxury Lamborghini rush to the stinky ditch again.

"Freya, say that again!"

It took a while for Kieran to find his voice, and he suppressed the urge to break Freya's neck as he threatened word for word, "Who did you just say was physically disabled? Say it again!"

Freya, who had been severely threatened by Kieran, still didn't realise the danger she was facing, she gave a heated giggle, tilted her head and fell asleep directly on Kieran's shoulder.

Kieran, who was planning to beat Freya to the point of disability, froze his raised hand, but this fist could not land on Freya's body.

when he felt Freya's body pressed tightly against his, his heart, which was so angry just now that it almost exploded, instantly turned into candyfloss

woman on top of him slumped on his shoulder like this must be uncomfortable, and with a soft sigh of resignation, he flattened her body so that her head resting on

his face to the side and squinted his eyes, looking thoughtfully out of the window at the

really have to turn a blind eye. Every time he faces Freya, he always does something that even

planning to ignore Freya's existence all the way to the villa, but the scenery outside the window was meaningless, he admired it for a while, his eyes still couldn't help but drift

furrowed and her

thought of Freya's appearance, Kieran

woman looks better when she is sleeping, or at

to heavy make-up, but Freya hardly

them, and this face in front of him was so refreshing that

in mind,

reached out his hand and couldn't help but trace Freya's eyebrows, caressing over her smoothly defined cheeks. The feel of her face was even better than he could have imagined, warm and smooth,

his face down and pressed his lips firmly

of closeness is like being dipped

self-control, but at this moment,

thrown

sobered