My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Chapter 842 Who Are You, Sir?

Kieran clutched Freya's hand with great force, the force in his hand was so strong that it seemed to want to crush her fresh and blood and fuse it with his, never to be separated again.

Inside the bedside table, there had been a Swiss Army knife he had kept, the blade sharp enough to slice his throat with a single stroke.

He trembled and reached out his hand, trying to detect if she was still breathing, and if she had died, he would never live alone.

Without her, the world was desolate and boundless, and he did not want to be alone with the boundless loneliness

He knew it would be unfair to Jaden and Jayla if he left with her, but what to do? He loved Freya more than those two little kids!

So he had to give up the two little kids and die with her.

It's really the simplest action to check one's breath, but Kieran can't do it.

His big hands were heavy as a thousand pounds, he couldn't lift them.

Before his fingertips touched Freya's nose, he suddenly noticed an incredible image.

To his surprise, he saw that Freya's fingertips moved.

"Freya!"

All the despair was instantly replaced by overwhelming ecstasy as he clasped her hand in a deadly grip, "Freya, you're awake, aren't you! Freya, open your eyes and look at me! I remember! I remember everything!"

On the screen of the instrument, there was no longer a flat line, but slowly an undulation. Freya opened her heavy eyelids with some difficulty. Having slept for so long, she had some difficulty in adapting to the light inside the room.

Her eyes stung, she frowned subconsciously, and the vision in front of her gradually changed from blurred to clear, and slowly a handsome face with stubble came into her eyes.

His lower eyelids were heavily tinged with darkness and it was clear that he hadn't closed his eyes in ages.

Looking at the handsome face she had longed for, Freya's tears almost rolled down her face.

The time she was unconscious, the feeling was particularly strange, as if, with a petrified body, she still had a free spirited soul.

She was lying in bed, unable to move, but could clearly hear the sounds outside.

He said many, many things to her, and she knew that he had recovered his memory and that the child inside Regina's belly was not his.

Their child was still alive.

She knew that the Kieran was back, and she especially wanted to jump into his arms, pouting like a little girl, saying, "Kieran, you're back, I missed you so much.”

She missed him so much that it hurt her heart.

She wanted to hug him, kiss him and never let go of him for the rest of her life.

But, in the end, she held back.

Because she is now in anger.

She loved him, never regretted it, and even if she lost her life, she had no a single word of complaint.

But that still didn't change the fact that she was angry.

Angry at him for forgetting her, angry at him for bullying her, angry at him for using Regina to anger her.

As she was lost in her own thoughts, Freya's body was hoisted into Kieran's arms with force.

His lips carefully touched hers, "Freya, you're awake! I knew it, you wouldn't leave me!"

"Freya, Freya, my Freya ......"

Being kissed by him, Freya couldn't control the intoxication, but thinking that she was still angry, she forced herself to put on a detached and cold face and pushed him away with force.

He can lose his memory, and so can she!

She was badly bruised, and when she pushed so hard, she bared her teeth in pain.

Hearing the sound of her gasping backwards in pain, Kieran released her in a panic and carefully examined her body.

"Freya, you're finally awake! Freya, I'm back! I've got it all figured out! From now on, we'll never be apart again!"

With that, Kieran went to hug her again.

Freya kept some distance from him, with a distinctly unfamiliar defensiveness in his eyes, "Sir, who are you?"

Kieran's outstretched hand instantly froze in the air as he looked at Freya incredulously, "Freya, what did you just say?"

"Who are you?" Freya forced down the laughter in her heart and acted as if she didn't know him at all, she shrank back, "I don't know you, please don't put your hands on me!"

"Freya, I'm your husband, I ......"

"Don't you talk nonsense! I don't even know you, how could you possibly be my husband!"

Freya looked at him with guard on, "Sir, please get out! I don't know you, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll definitely call the police!"

Faced with Freya's reaction, Kieran was directly confused, looking at Freya who was glaring at him warily, he suddenly remembered the doctor's words.

The doctor said that she had suffered a serious head injury and it was likely that even if she woke up, she would be left with more or less residual effects.

For example, memory loss, dementia.

Could it be that he had only just regained his memory and Freya had lost his memory?

"Freya, I'm not lying to you, I'm really your husband." Kieran softened his voice and coaxed gently at her, "Freya, we are married and between us, we have two more children. Oh, you're pregnant now, and we'll have a third child soon."

Hearing Kieran's words, Freya couldn't help but glance down at her stomach, her baby, still alive, was really quite good.

She really thought then that she and her child would be buried forever under that rubble. The fact that the child was still alive was a surprise to her.

But it's really a bit difficult to fake memory loss, she can't pretend that she doesn't even know she's pregnant, can she?

How upset the two little kids would be if she pretended she didn't even know them!

Freya rolled her eyes, well, just pretend to have selective amnesia, like in dramas, the heroine loses her memory and remembers everything but the man she loves most!

With this in mind, Freya slapped away Kieran's hand that landed on her, "Sir, we don't know each other, please stay away from me!"

"Yes, I am indeed pregnant now, but the child in my belly is none of your business!"

"And don't say you're my husband! If I had a husband, would I not recognise him? Sir, you are not good at lying!"

Kieran frowned, she knew about her pregnancy, how could she not remember him?

Before he could think clearly about it, Jaden and Jayla pushed open the door and walked in excitedly, "Mummy!"

"Mummy, you're finally awake! That's wonderful!"

When Freya saw Jaden and Jayla, she couldn't control the wetness in her eyes, "Jaden, Jayla, you don't have to worry, I am fine."

With that, she held out her hand and gestured for the two little ones to come into her arms, she wanted to hug them.

Seeing the way she gently embraced the two little ones, Kieran's handsome face was so dark. She remembered the two kids, remembered that she was pregnant, but she forgot about him!This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.