My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

The marriage certificate?

As Eleanor's voice trailed off, Freya's face registered surprise. Was this too fast?

Seth didn't expect his mom to bring the marriage up, and he was afraid that would scare Freya away.

He gently nudged Eleanor and said, "Mom, you get too fast! We just started to date each other! You

scare her!"

"Well, it's my fault. I shouldn't get this fast. Freya, please forgive my rudeness. You know, I'm just a

mom who hopes his son to get a good wife!" Eleanor looked at Freya with a smile. Eleanor came to like

Freya, and her eyes couldn't leave Freya.

Eleanor knew Freya because Seth had fallen secretly in love with Freya since childhood. His son didn't

have the courage to confess. Thanks to the accident that happened five years ago, Seth met Freya

again.

But Freya seemed to have no interest in Seth. Eleanor had to help him win Freya back.

Kieran instinctively clenched his hands. "What? Did they start dating?

The jealousy fluttered inside his chest.

Seth cooked the dinner for the kids. He took out the iron-man pattern apron and wore it. Then he

turned around and showed off in front of the kids. "Hey, does daddy look good?"

"Daddy is handsome! Better than Iron Man!" Jayla gave Seth an air kiss like a little fan of him.

Seth got fired up after earning Jayla's praise, and he showed off to Freya, "Look, my baby girl said I'm

handsome! Freya, do you think so after losing some weight?"

When Freya remembered back in schooldays, Seth was a wimpy kid having a snotty nose, and she

burst out laughing, "Well, it gets more handsome and cockier!"

"Freya, you bully me!" Seth said in a grievance, but he was happy after Freya praised him.

"I'm just telling the truth!" Freya said with an expression of indignant innocence. Thinking of the funny

stories in childhood, Freya suddenly burst out laughing.

Amid the laughter, Freya felt like traveling back to those good old days. She became more relaxed in

front of Seth. Freya used to treat Seth as her best friend. Maybe she could do better if things kept going

like this.

Although Eleanor was in her early forties, she acted like a child. She had not cooked for decades, but

tonight, she insisted on cooking for her future daughter-in-law.

Seth gave up struggling after being endlessly pestered by Eleanor and let her join him in the kitchen.

Freya felt it was inappropriate to do nothing in the house, so she intended to help in the kitchen. But

Eleanor drove her out.

The kids went to the bedroom with their toys, so only Freya and Kieran remained in the living room.

When she felt that someone was staring at her, Freya raised his head and met Kieran's brown eyes.

They looked at each other, and Freya's expression instantly grew serious.

She nodded at Kieran, "Mr. Fitzgerald."

"Yes," Kieran stared through Freya with silent hostility, especially when he thought of her bright smile

that disappeared a few seconds ago.

Freya was cheerful in front of Seth, but once she was with Kieran, Freya had a taut expression on her

face.

Was he that scary?

"Does your hand still hurt?"

The low, mellow voice came into Freya's ears, Freya naturally nodded her head in response, and after

a while, she hurriedly started shaking her head.

"Didn't Mr. Fitzgerald hate me? Why does he care about my injury? It might be a casual talk between

the elders and the juniors."

A wave of sadness overlapped Kieran's frustration.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Before Freya randomly nodded her head, she read into Kieran's words carefully and said, "I respect Mr.

Fitzgerald."

This answer should be decent enough, right?

But Kieran's lips pursed. Freya knew he was upset.

Kieran stared intently through her. He knew 'respect' was a good word, but he didn't feel like it was the

right word.

He didn't want Freya to respect him. Actually, Kieran had no idea about what exactly he wanted Freya

to feel for him.

It was a torment staying alone in the living room with Kieran. If this carried on, Freya would have to

collapse.

She found an excuse and slipped into the kids' room.

Although Eleanor had not cooked for many years, the food was not bad.

The two kids were satisfied with Seth's cooking. Eleanor wanted to stay with the kids, but something

came up, and she had to go back first.

As Eleanor left, Seth thought that Kieran would go back, but he still sat motionless in his seat and filled

his glass with wine.

Seth burped. He tilted his head and giggled at Freya, "We're dating! It feels so surreal."

Seth drained the wine in the cup again.

"Hey, enough! I won't take care of you if you're drunk!" Freya said helplessly.

"Freya, I seldom drink, but today is special. I fell in love! I'm happy!" Seth said while humming like a

silly man.

Seth worked up his courage over wine and said to Kieran, "My dear brother, why are you still here? Do

you know you disturb Freya and me?"

"I'm afraid you'll go wild with alcohol." Kieran said soberly, "I'm here to take care of you tonight."

Seth skimmed his mouth, and he didn't believe that Kieran would be this kind. Kieran just wanted to

steal Freya away!

But he didn't have the guts to say it out loud.

Seth was a bad drinker. After another burp, he collapsed on the table.

Kieran glanced at Freya and then said lightly, "I'll send him back to his room."

"Mr. Fitzgerald, thank you," Freya said politely.

The kids were sleepy and went back to their rooms to sleep. Freya didn't want to stay here with Seth,

but she had to as it was so late at night and it was hard to take a taxi.

Kieran was about to help Seth upstairs when Seth suddenly opened his eyes in a daze.

He turned his face and looked at Freya with a grin, revealing a toothy smile.

"Freya, I'm so happy. I want to hug you to sleep! Come here …"

After his voice fell, Seth closed his eyes, puckered his lips, and staggered towards Freya.