My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Chapter 569 Freya Spoils Mr. Fitzgerald

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.

blanket

It's fucking awful!

Freya was a good youth with a good outlook, how

the living room, Freya smiled curtly at

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,

were all ready, and she cooked a few

at Freya, who was wearing an apron and humming a little tune,

wife trying to please her husband,

to the table, Freya untied her

smile, "Brother, try my cooking! If you like my

subconsciously put her

cooked so many times and when she was cutting the vegetables

the cut was not too deep, but because

of the table without the slightest intention

help but feel apprehensive, "Brother,

"Freya."

suddenly opened his mouth, the man's voice, low and mellow, indescribably pleasant

wrong

you haven't even bought

for

obsessing about what just

is so

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

that twisted and arrogant look tickled Freya's heart, making her want to

will buy it for

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