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Freya, "......"

Freddie, "......"

Originally, Freddie still thought it was okay to admit that he had a brain problem, but now after hearing Kieran's words, he suddenly became incomparably sad inside. He was a good young man with a proper outlook, how could he be described as a pervert!

Freya knew that if she didn't clear up Kieran's misunderstanding of Freddie, there would definitely be no end to it tonight.

She was silent for a moment and simply dialed Kiki's number, "Kiki, I saw Freddie."

Kiki's voice on the other end of the phone carried obvious excitement, "What, you've seen Freddie? He hasn't contacted us for so many years, I thought he had evaporated! Where is he? How is he now?"

Kiki asked so many questions at once, and Freya didn't really know which one to answer first. After a few moments of thought, she simply decided not to answer any of them.

For now, it's time to smooth Kieran’s mood and leave the glorious task of buying underwear and trousers for Freddie to Kiki.

"Kiki, come over and buy some men's underwear and trousers for Freddie by the way!"

After thinking about it, Freya instructed Kiki again, "Freddie wants red!"

After Freya hung up the phone, she looked at Kieran with an innocent face, "Brother, see, Kiki can also help Freddie buy panties, so Freddie and I really are pure friends, can you stop being angry?"

After listening to the phone call Freya made to Kiki just now, he knew that there should really be nothing between Freya and Freddie, but when he thought of Freya trying to help Freddie buy underwear, he was still indescribably upset.

Freya saw that although Kieran did not say anything, he did not want to continue to have a fit, so she knew that the call she made just now had worked.

With a wink at Freddie, she again hugged Kieran's arm, "Brother, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll cook something delicious for you."

Kieran gave Freddie a cold glance and was pulled by Freya before heading outside Freddie's room.

apple, he was lying under the blanket covering his face silently. What kind

It's fucking awful!

with a

at him before tying

a day were mostly taken care of by the maids sent over by Patricia, and she hardly had to cook, but to be able to make soup for Mr. Fitzgerald, Freya did not feel tired, but

all ready, and she cooked a few of Kieran's favourite dishes, and cooked porridge along

a little tune, carrying the food over, Kieran

is as if his wife trying to please her husband, by cooking food

meals to the table, Freya untied her apron and sat down in front of the

a big smile, "Brother, try my cooking! If you like my cooking, I'll cook for you

this, Freya subconsciously put her hands

and when she was cutting the vegetables tonight,

reacted quickly and the cut was not too deep, but because her skin

table without the slightest

Freya saw him not moving his chopsticks, she couldn't help but feel apprehensive, "Brother, why aren't

"Freya."

suddenly opened his mouth, the man's voice,

what's wrong with

even bought me any

in the air, and Freya listened for a moment, then arched her

still obsessing

Fitzgerald is so

she knew that if she laughed too much now, he would definitely get annoyed

darkened a little more, and that twisted and arrogant look tickled Freya's

will buy it