My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Chapter 496 Mr. Fitzgerald Is Tough

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.

against his, his heart, which was so

that the woman on top of him slumped on his shoulder like this must be uncomfortable, and

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

Freya, he always does something that even he cannot understand, so

villa, but the scenery outside the window was meaningless, he admired it for a while, his eyes

must have slept restlessly, her pretty brow furrowed and her mouth pouting

he thought of Freya's appearance, Kieran couldn't help

better when she is sleeping, or at least, she would not piss him

used to heavy make-up, but Freya

to them, and this face in front of him was so refreshing that he could not help but want to

in mind, Kieran did

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, as if it were fine silk, and he

face down and pressed his lips

like being dipped in poppies,

of is his strong self-control, but

thrown hard into his

was instantly sobered

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