My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

"I didn't!"

Freya shook her head vigorously, "Brother, I didn't! I really like you, I only like you!"

"Only like me?"

Kieran's smile was like a knife, reflecting with his crimson eyes, the smile on his face became more and more cruel.

"Freya, that's something you've said to Kieran too, right?"

"You are with me, saying what you said and doing what you did with Kieran, you are using me to remember what

you did with Kieran, what do you take me for!"

"Brother, I think of you as my man! The man I love most!"

Pushed away by Kieran time and time again, Freya still jumped into his arms, undaunted.

Freya knew that what she was doing was a bit humble and cheap, but she was afraid, she was afraid that Kieran

would leave her.

She was now panicking like never before, and she had a strong feeling that if she could not keep him tonight, she

would lose him forever.

And she, above all, was afraid that she would lose him.

The smile at the corner of Kieran's lips grew more sarcastic, "Freya, you only have Kieran in your heart, yet you

deceive yourself by saying that I am your man, won't you feel disgusted?!"

"Freya, don't pretend! You don't love me Simon at all! Stop saying you love me, your so-called love only makes me

want to vomit!"

"Freya, you fucking make me sick!"

Kieran's mind was getting more and more frenzied, and he pulled his hand into his pocket to light a cigarette, but

suddenly remembered that he had quit smoking.

How ridiculous that he should quit smoking for this woman who thinks of him as a stand-in!

"Brother, I am not lying to you, let alone deceiving myself, when I say I love you, I really love you!"

Freya stubbornly hugged Kieran, "Brother, you said you would take care of me for the rest of my life, you should

keep your word!"

"Freya, I'm afraid of being disgusted by you for the rest of my life!"

Shaking Freya off without pity, seeing Freya's face in distress, Kieran's heart became even more annoyed.

And a touch of unspeakable heartache.

To think that he was still aching for this heartless woman, Kieran's self-loathing intensified!

"Brother, I know I've made you unhappy, I'll try to do better and better, I'll really do anything as long as you don't

leave me alone!"

Freya looked at Kieran with chilling eyes, "Brother, why don't you believe in my sincerity towards you! Can you

believe me once more? I really like you."

Kieran smiled with thorns in his eyes, and he stared at Freya's face without a moment's hesitation, as if he wanted

to stab Freya with the thorns in his eyes until she was drenched in blood.

Suddenly, with the force of his hand, he violently ripped off the silver bracelet on Freya's wrist.

He looked at Freya and sneered, "Freya, your so-called piece of sincerity is to engrave Kieran's name on this

bracelet?!"

"Freya, don't say anything about wanting to be with me for the rest of your life. The only person you want to be with

for the rest of your life, since the beginning, is Kieran!"

"Freya, stop treating me like a stand-in for Kieran! You like to deceive yourself and others, but I have no time for

that!"

"No, I didn't!"

Freya shook her head, picked up the silver bracelet that had fallen on the bedspread.

The letters engraved on this silver bracelet are indeed the initials of Mr. Fitzgerald's name.

He was supposed to be her Mr. Fitzgerald, and she couldn't engrave Simon's name on a couple's bracelet that she

customized with a special meaning!

Only, the letters engraved on the inside of her bracelet and so small, she never thought that he would even notice.

Stunned, holding the somewhat cold silver bracelet, Freya suddenly didn't know how to explain to Kieran.

It was as if, no matter how hard she tried to explain, he would never believe that she loved him devoutly and

passionately.

"Brother, I really didn't think of you as a stand-in for Mr. Fitzgerald."

You're supposed to be my Mr. Fitzgerald!

Freya's voice choked, she almost cried, but she knew that Mr. Fitzgerald did not like crying women, she was afraid

that her tears would make him even more disgusted, so she braced herself not to let her tears fall.

In fact, he had just pulled off the silver bracelet on her wrist so hard that her wrist was cut and it hurt.

In the past, if there had been the slightest cut on her body, Mr. Fitzgerald would have been so distressed that he

would not have allowed her to cook again.

But now, blood was oozing from her wrists, and she didn't hide it, but there wasn't even a hint of pity in his eyes.

That uneasy feeling in Freya's heart was growing stronger and stronger, Mr. Fitzgerald didn't want her anymore.

He really didn't want her anymore!

When her feelings were strong, Freya could be as pampered as she wanted to be in his arms, but now, faced with

his iceberg-like handsome face and the invisible coldness that hung over his body, she suddenly didn't know how to

keep him.

As soon as she dropped her eyes, Freya saw the ring on the finger of her left hand.

This is the ring he gave her as a proposal.

Under the lights, the diamond radiates a radiant light of beauty.

It is a symbol of their deep love.

This ring, too, holds their promise for life, and as long as she still wears this ring, he can't leave her!

With this in mind, Freya hastily covered the ring on her finger, fearing that he would snatch it away from her.

Kieran also noticed the ring on Freya's finger, and the cruelty and coldness in his crimson eyes intensified.

With the force of his hand, he grabbed Freya's left hand roughly.

Freya was afraid that he would remove the ring from her hand, she covered her finger even harder, but her

strength was no match for his, and her hand was broken away by him, and the ring, a symbol of growing old

together, was stripped off by him.

"Brother, give me back my ring!"

Freya stretched out her hand and tried to snatch the ring, but before she could touch Kieran's hand, he had already

thrown the ring out of the window with a fierce force.

Freya rushed to the window like a madman, she tried to grab the ring, but it had blinked into the night and she

couldn't catch it.

"Freya, want this ring?"

Kieran's voice was as cold as if it came from the eighteenth level of hell, just as his eyes were cool, he looked at

Freya and said, word for word, "Unfortunately, you don't deserve it!"

"Brother, this is the proposal ring you gave me, you've asked me to marry you, we ......"

"A marriage proposal?" Without waiting for Freya to say anything, Kieran had already cut her words off, "It's just a

show, how can you take it seriously?"

"Freya, tell me, should I call you stupid, or should I call you naive?"

"Freya, don't pester me anymore! Let's break up!" After saying these words, Kieran left without looking back.