My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

The private room on the top floor of the Blues is said to be a private room but is actually more like a guest room.

The private rooms on the top floor are luxuriously decorated and in no way inferior to the presidential suites of five-star hotels.

The chandelier inside the living room, with its hazy light, sprinkled on Freya's face, setting off her face delicate.

Jacob froze, how could he have not expected that the woman inside the box would be Freya?

The only woman he has ever moved to in all his years of living.

Looking at the face in front of him that had intruded into his dreams countless times in midnight dreams, Jacob instantly felt that the drug inside his body, which had been easily suppressed by the cold shower just now, had started to frantically invade every nerve in his body again.

His body, for a moment, was terribly hot, and his eyes could not be controlled to glow.

His body, especially as he watched her smilingly take a step towards him, was hot as a branding iron.

"Freya."

Jacob opened his mouth, his sharp eyes locked on Freya's face, unknowingly, but tinged with a layer of indescribable softness.

After he took over the reins of the Wells’, he was thunderous and ruthless in his methods, damaging the interests of many elderly members of the family.

Those elderly were shoving women at him almost every other day in an attempt to break down his layers of defences and get some advantage out of him.

Unfortunately, he was so cold-hearted that he threw out all the women.

If, this time, it was another woman they had sent, he would not have hesitated to throw her out of the window, but the woman standing in front of him now was Freya.

She smiled lightly at him.

He suddenly felt that this time those elderly were so to his liking that it was not a bad idea for him to give them some favours.

After meeting Freya, he had investigated Freya's background. She was a widow of Mr. Fitzgerald, and it was widely rumoured among high society that she had been banished from the Fitzgerald family after Mr. Fitzgerald's death.

doesn't care that she has been married and

let me tell

heaven and earth were shaking, the only thing she could see, now, was that face of Mr.

tell him

"You've drunk?"

Freya looked like she

she was drunk seemed a bit of taking advantage of the situation, but she didn't seem to hate him, and besides, he would be responsible for her, and it wasn't a

and grabbed his wrist with

lifted her face to look at him, and there was

fortune, and in the future, don't

it be that this long unrequited love was not his wishful thinking, but that she actually missed him in her

slim and remote, but at this moment,

tell your fortune

in a trance, Freya had grabbed his wrist, "I see, you like

face

Mr. Fitzgerald likes her!

Mr. Fitzgerald not

if he had lost his memory, even if he had hurt her time and again with the most vicious words, she could

and after hearing Freya's words, he was even more completely unable to

he fiercely pressed Freya against the door of the room in front of him, and his burning kiss, then,

which had lost its usual coldness, was tinged with certain

I will

not work

come over to pester him for dinner, he drove

was chagrined in

to be a bit

that Freya was not as good as a prostitute, for he had to pay for a lady, but she was

thought of her face

be

all, he was happy with her, the