My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Chapter 759 Mr. Fitzgerald Makes Freya Sick

His hands had been shaking incessantly, and it was only when he thought that what was inside Freya's belly was not Mr. Wells' child, and that Mr. Wells seemed to be unwelcoming to this child, that his hands shook less hard.

"No!"

Before Jacob could take the bowl of black medicine, Freya gave it a vicious blow.

The hot medicinal juice splashed Jacob's face and the porcelain white bowl was shattered.

Abel, who had just knocked on the door, was trying to report an important matter to his boss, but he saw this scene.

The sticky medicinal juice was on Jacob's handsome face, it was so hot that his face was instantly got burnt.

Abel and that doctor were both terrified. No one in this world had ever dared to be so reckless in front of Mr. Wells, so it was as if they had already seen Freya being attacked by Mr. Wells.

Jacob didn't expect Freya to have the audacity to knock the medicine away and splash him in the face either.

He raised his hand, subconsciously wanting to strike out, but, looking at her red eyes, the traces of tears not yet dried at the corners, he could not throw the slap at her face.

"Freya, don't cry."

There was a twisted gentleness in Jacob's voice, "I won't force you to drink the medicine, I won't force you to do anything. I'll take you home."

Abel and the doctor looked at each other, was this really their fierce tiger-like Mr. Wells?

Especially Abel, thinking of those dead souls abused by Jacob, he felt even more metaphysical, he couldn't help but glance out of the window. How could Mr. Wells suddenly become so gentle?

"Mr. Wells ......" Abel spoke with an expectant face, he wanted to be treated gently by Mr. Wells.

"Get out!"

Abel, "......"

Where is the tenderness?

Why is it always him who gets hurt!

Seeing that Jacob's single-mindedness had fallen on Freya, Abel knew that Jacob was not in the mood to listen to his report now, so he gave a wink to the private doctor, and the two of them retreated together.

As he walked to the door, the private doctor couldn't help but turn his face to look at the mess on the floor.

He was suddenly glad that Freya had just broken that bowl of medicine.

Mr. Wells cared for Freya far more than he thought he did. If Freya really had a miscarriage, his whole family would have to be buried with that child!

Now that Freya has spilled the medicine, not only does he not have to be abused to death by Mr. Wells, but he can also turn in to Regina.

With the benefit of hindsight, Freya realised that she had thrown medicine all over Jacob's face and she was straight away stunned.

With his brutal personality, it's a wonder he wouldn't kill her after that!

Surprisingly, he didn't kill her, not only that, he even looked at her ingratiatingly and said, "Freya, you're relieved now, aren't you? If you don't want me to take you home, I'll have the driver take you back."

Freya lifted her face as she looked at Jacob with a dumbfounded expression, "Are you really willing to let me out of here?"

Seeing him nod, fearing that he would backtrack, she hastened to say, "You have to keep your word!"

Jacob obeyed, "Sure, as long as you don't cry, I'll do anything you want me to."

When Jacob was mean to her, Freya could scold him. Now, he suddenly had such a good attitude, she really couldn't be mean to him.

What's more, it was he who saved her last night.

If it wasn't for him, last night, when she fell on the road, she might have been crushed to death by a car, if not by the rain.

Having the choice, Freya certainly wouldn't let Jacob send her back.

Jacob had expected this and was not much lost, but merely ticked his lips in self-deprecation.

Freya went to Kelsington Bay to get her medicine box, went straight to Kieran's villa, and indeed, he was now inside the villa, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

Freya pushed open the door to the living room and spoke softly, "Brother."

Hearing Freya's voice, Kieran finally came back to his senses from his troubled thoughts.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a piercing coldness in them, "Get out!"

"Brother, I'll give you a massage and acupuncture." Without waiting for him to say anything, Freya added hurriedly, "I know, you don't want to see me, but even if you hate me, you should care about your health."

"Brother, even if you don't want to be with me anymore, I'm still your doctor now, and I won't stand by and watch my patient become a cripple!"

With that, Freya stepped forward and grabbed his hand, forcing him to sit on the sofa, before taking out her silver needle from the medicine box.

Kieran still looked reluctant, but this time, he did not resist as he allowed Freya to stick the sharp silver needles into the acupuncture points on his leg.

Freya knew that Kieran had not kicked her out today just because of the fact that she had treated his leg, and since he only treated her as a doctor, she should do her job as a doctor.

As she stuck needles in his leg, she asked softly, "How are you feeling today? Does your leg hurt again?"

"It's out of your business!"

Freya, "......" Well, it's really hard to maintain a harmonious doctor-patient relationship with him.

But, he is not willing to be her ordinary friends, and even fuck buddies, so now, she can only take the identity of a doctor to approach him.

In fact, it was hard on her body, her ankles still hurt and a feeling of wanting to vomit in her stomach.

But she still tried to raise a smile, "I am your doctor now, and I have an obligation to know your health condition. I will not let you become lame."

"Do you still hurt here?"

Saying that, Freya gave Kieran's leg a squeeze. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

When he didn't respond at all, she switched to another pinch, "And here?"

When she squeezed it like that, his brow, uncontrollably, knitted. She knew him too well, and she knew, without him saying so, that he was in pain here.

When he wouldn't talk to her, she squeezed on his leg, observing the change in his expression and analysing his expression, she was able to roughly judge the progress of his leg's recovery now.

After giving him the acupuncture, Freya put away her acupuncture bag and prepared to give him his daily routine massage.

She was dizzy, and with the pain in her ankle, she suddenly got up after crouching on the ground for a long time, and she just felt blackness before her eyes, and she fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Kieran noticed her difference, he didn't want to care about her, but he couldn't help but reach out his hand to her.

With such a tug from his large hands, her body pressed heavily against his, and by a good coincidence, her lips, too, were pressed firmly against his.

Something, at the same time, exploded in both of their minds, and the knot in Kieran's throat rolled violently as he could not control himself for an instant.

He hadn't yet transformed into a ravenous beast when she crawled off him like an electric shock, her head lolling to the side, throwing up in a fit of vomit.