Ex-Wife Too Hard To Woo

Kieran stared coldly at Seth with a complicated expression.

Seth looked intoxicated, “Freya, kiss me, kiss …”

Freya tried hard to accept Seth, but now, she couldn’t stand any intimate contact with him, especially in front of Kieran.

Before Freya wanted to slap Seth awake, Kieran blocked in front of Seth like a statue.

“Seth, you’re drunk.”

Seth turned a deaf ear to Kieran’s words. He stumbled forward, leaned to Kieran, and kissed Kieran on his shoulder.

After the kiss, Seth’s face registered joy and satisfaction, but Kieran’s face turned numb with anger.

Seth kissed Kieran?

Freya felt this scene was funny. She held back her laughter because she was afraid to piss off Mr. Fitzgerald. The corners of her mouth twitched.

“I’ll send you back to your room!”

Kieran said in a rigid tone. Seth was completely unaware of how dangerous he was, and he wrapped around Kieran’s shoulders with all his might, “Freya, when did you become so tall?”

“Freya, you seem to have gained weight! Why is it so muscular?”

Seth squeezed Kieran’s arm, “Freya, even if you become fat and muscular, I still love you.”

Freya didn’t expect Seth to reach that further. As Kieran’s face turned more serious, Freya was worried that he would tear Seth into pieces.

Freya wanted to remind Seth that he was hugging Mr. Fitzgerald, but Seth was so drunk that he didn’t know what he was doing.

Seth put his head against Kieran’s shoulder, “Freya, you smell so good! I really want to sleep with you every day! Let’s have another baby, okay?”

Have another baby?

Freya almost choked to death on her saliva.

Mr. Fitzgerald was still here. Can we discuss it later?

Seth was immersed in his beautiful fantasy, “Yes, another baby! Then you won’t leave me again. Hey, Freya, let’s have a little baby…”

Then Seth reached out to take off Kieran’s suit.

Freya was afraid that Kieran would kill Seth and the kids would lose their father, so she decisively walked to Kieran and grabbed Seth’s hand, “Hey, stop fooling around! This is Mr. Fitzgerald!”

After saying that, Freya turned her face and smiled at Kieran embarrassingly, “Mr. Fitzgerald, I’m sorry. Seth is drunk and loses his mind. Why don’t you leave him to me? I’ll help him upstairs.”

Kieran’s eyebrows knitted tightly. Let Freya help Seth upstairs? What do you want to do? Make a baby?

As Kieran thought that tonight Freya would sleep with Seth, he had heart-wrenching pain on his chest, and he couldn’t breathe.

“It’s okay!”

Kieran rejected in a frosty tone. Before Freya said anything, Seth hung on Kieran like an octopus.

“Jerk, go away! No one can break up Freya and me, not even you, Kieran! Go away! Don’t interrupt my private time with Freya!”

Freya was confused. “Seth, you are sticking with Mr. Fitzgerald, okay? The bad guy is your boss!”

“If you were chopped into pieces tomorrow morning by Mr. Fitzgerald, you couldn’t blame me. You ask for it, and I can’t save you!”

Freya was sympathetic for Seth, but she was afraid of Kieran. After weighing up all of the risks, she decisively chose not to offend Kieran.

She looked at Seth sympathetically, and her eyes gleamed with gloat, “Okay, I’m the bad guy. I won’t break you up with Mr. Fitzgerald. You guys have fun tonight.”

Freya took a cup of water, rushed into the guest room nearby, and locked the door.

Kieran’s face darkened and he ripped Seth off him. “Don’t mess around with me if you still want to wake up the next day!”

Kieran’s threat worked. Seth honestly stood in place.

Kieran glanced at Freya’s room. He was afraid that Seth would break into her room, so he grabbed Seth by his collar and held him tight.

“Freya, hug me… kiss me…”

Once in the room, Seth jumped on Kieran again, and Kieran kicked him to the couch.

Seth hugged the sofa pillow and gave it a series of fierce kisses. The pillow was full of saliva, and Seth carefully hugged it into his arms, “Freya, you become soft again.”

“Freya, let’s make a baby here…”

Seth put the pillow under his body and went asleep.

Seth slept soundly. In his dream, he slept with Freya, and they had a baby.

In the dream, Seth hugged Freya tumbling and rolling in bed. He lovingly kissed and touched her hand.

Seth was satisfied, and he kissed Freya’s hand again. “You smell so good.”

Sunlight projected through the curtains and sprinkled on Seth. He smashed his mouth with satisfaction and slowly opened his eyes. But he found himself lying on the ground and holding a large foot.

Was this …Freya’s foot?

When did her foot become this large?

Before Seth could figure out what was going on, he felt a pain in his chest.

“Oh!”

Seth fell to the ground on all fours as he complained and accused, “Freya, you’re so rude! But even if you have violent tendencies, I still love…”

Seth’s voice abruptly stopped when he realized that the person lying on the bed was Kieran!

He dropped his jaw. “Am I holding Kieran’s foot all night?”

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Tears silently flowed down Seth’s face.

Freya was in a particularly good mood today.

The smile hadn’t left her face as she thought of last night. An arrogant Mr. Fitzgerald was kissed and touched by Seth? Well, that was interesting.

She wondered what had happened last night in the end.

Freya couldn’t hold back her laughter once she thought of that. She hummed a song and briskly walked into the office. Her phone rang as she sat down.

It was a text message.

It was from Mrs. Elliott.

“Tomorrow night at 10, the 9008 room of Crown KTV. Mr. Fitz wants to talk to you.”