My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Freya didn't want Kieran to see the wound on her hand, so she hurriedly had to pull her hand out of his.

He broke her hand, and when he saw the obvious wound on her fingertips, his eyebrows tightened.

"Freya, you're hurt."

"Brother, it's just a small injury, nothing serious, it'll be fine in a while."

Freya actually felt quite humiliated, she could cut her hands like this even when chopping vegetables, and she was still a genius beauty! Stupid!

It was as if Freya's hand was deliberately working against her. Just now, after she had briefly treated the wound, it had stopped bleeding, but somehow, being clutched by Kieran's hand in his palm like this, a tiny thread of blood was seeping out from her wound again.

Seeing the blood seeping out of Freya's wound, Kieran's face became unpleasant, "It's all bleeding, and this is called nothing?!"

"Brother, it's really okay."

Freya didn't want Kieran to worry and said hurriedly, "This kind of small injury is very normal, I used to get hurt when I cut vegetables, it healed very quickly, you really don't need to worry!"

Hearing Freya's words, Kieran's handsome face was directly covered with dark clouds.

She knew she could cut her hands easily, and she cooked for him.

With his heart soft and aching, Kieran cupped her hand into his palm and took her back to her room to deal with it without a second thought.

"Freya, no more cooking in the future!"

"Freya, don't get hurt again!"

looked at Kieran with fascination, Mr. Fitzgerald, how come you are

lifetime is not

he was speaking so seriously, Freya even dared to giggle, Kieran's face was

"Yes."

hugged Kieran's arm pitifully, "Brother, but what if I don't want to eat

"I'll cook for you!"

Kieran himself was

on top of things,

wrong with his

why in his heart was still so

Kieran's face with an obvious

even if he

Freya called Kiki, she

few days he spent in bed recovering from his injuries

day and night, and he sleeps with an upward curve of his

he was just about to pamper

phone call, which was perfectly normal, but what broke him was that

felt that his wound, which was about to heal, began to hurt again, all the way

only so meek in front of Kiki. His heart is obviously sour and overflowing, but he is worried that if he cares too much, Kiki

could only ask Kiki, "Kiki, are you going

meet a friend." Kiki saw Quinn struggling to get up from the bed, she hurriedly

feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but think again about the wound he had wrenched open two

hand, and when he got excited,

so humiliated