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Kieran, "......"

Kieran had thought about Freya's reaction, and he felt that she might defend herself, or she might just admit to the

relationship between her and Joshua.

But he did not expect that Freya would kiss him directly.

She was completely out of character!

Kieran grunted coldly. He could not vent out his anger at this moment.

Freya saw that he became less angry, she looked at him pitifully and sincerely, wishing that she could not pull her

heart out and show him how much she treasured him.

"Brother, Mr. Jenkins and I really aren't what you think we are. I don't know why you think I kissed him, but I really

didn't kiss him."

Freya thought for a moment, she softened her tone and then said, "Brother, is it a matter of angle."

The pain in her ankle was getting worse and worse, but Freya still braced herself and took one step closer to Kieran,

"Brother, I won't kiss another man, I only like you!"

The anger in Kieran's heart still had not been completely removed, and he continued to remain cold.

"Brother, Mr. Jenkins helped me out today, and dancing with him was just a polite response, Brother, if you're not

happy, I'll keep my distance from Mr. Jenkins in the future, so don't be angry again, okay?"

Freya sensed that Kieran's attitude seemed to be softening, she stretched out her soft hand and hugged his arm

curtly, "Brother, in the future, I won't do anything you don't like. Brother, let's not break up, okay?"

"Freya, you like me? What do you like about me?" Kieran smiled to himself, "Do you like that my face is exactly the

same as Kieran's? Freya, if that's the case, I'm sorry, I really don't have a special hobby of being someone's

double!"

Freya did not say anything immediately, just stretched out her hand and traced Kieran's eyebrows carefully. Seeing

her staring at his face with an obsessed look, Kieran's mood became more and more irritable.

"Freya, get your filthy hands off me!"

"Brother, you're not a stand-in for anyone!"

Freya felt really helpless to have to explain this over and over again, but for the sake of the two of them, Freya went

on to explain, "Brother, I just like you!"

"Heh!"

Kieran sneered as he broke away Freya's hand that had landed on him, "Freya, I don't believe a word you say!"

Kieran turned around icily, as he was just about to get into the car, he noticed Freya stumble and fall uncontrollably

to the ground.

He knew that he shouldn't have cared about this woman who thought he was just a stand-in for his brother, but he

couldn't control himself as he rushed to see her in pain.

"Freya, you woman, what tricks are you trying to play again!"

Freya lifted her face, teary-eyed, "Brother, I accidentally twisted my ankle again."

There were lights outside the villa, Kieran lowered his head, and indeed, Freya's originally slender and delicate

ankle was red and swollen in a large piece.

"Freya, I owe you in my last life!"

Hearing Kieran's low curse, Freya almost burst out laughing, she knew that he would not be so desperate for her.

But to get him back, she continued to put on a pitiful face, "Brother, I'm in pain! I can't get up!"

"Damn!"

Although he was all cold and gloomy, Kieran resigned himself to picking Freya up in a horizontal embrace.

Why didn't he just throw this woman into the gutter!

"Brother, are we making up?" Freya asked tentatively.

She should be thankful he didn't break her leg!

"Brother, if you don't say anything, I'll assume we've made up and you're still my boyfriend."

"Shut up!"

Freya's objective had been achieved and she had the good sense to shut up.

After all, Freya was not really mute and could not keep her mouth shut.

As Kieran carried her into her room, she tentatively asked again, "Brother, we're really not broken up now, are we?"

"If you want to break up, we can break up!" Kieran was so angry that he wanted to drop this woman, but looking at

the redness and swelling on her ankle, his heart ached and he could not drop her.

The light outside the villa was somewhat dim, and the redness on her ankle, which was not yet so obvious, was now

in the light of the room extraordinarily frightening.

How stupid she must have been to get herself into this mess!

Exasperated, Kieran took her medicine box, found the ointment and carefully applied it to her.

Freya smiled with arched eyebrows, hey, how nice, she and Mr. Fitzgerald didn't break up yet!

She had felt pain in her ankle, but now, she didn't feel any pain at all. Her heart was so sweet, what was this pain in

her body about!

Since there was no breakup, Freya could continue to nestle in his arms and pamper herself, she leaned towards

him, "Brother, can you not be angry with me all the time?"

"You're so good looking, how pleasing your smile is! It's a waste of your face when you're always angry! That's why,

Brother, you should smile at me more often."

See, this woman is so pampered that he can't even lose his temper.

Kieran resignedly thought, "Forget it, he is a man, he won't bother with a woman!

He wanted to believe in her one more time, to believe that she had him in her heart, that even if it was not as deep

as his brother's in her heart, he had his whole life ahead of him, and that one day he would be able to occupy her

heart in its entirety.

Kieran was concentrating on applying medicine to Freya and he suddenly felt warmth in his palm.

She looked at him with him with curved lips, smiling like a seductive demon, "Brother, let's have a child!"