My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Chapter 747 Mr. Fitzgerald Gets Back His Memory

"I also support you to whet Mr. Fitzgerald's appetite more and see if he dares to mention breakup with you in future!"

Kieran's hand gripping the phone involuntarily tightened, his intuition told him that next, he would hear something he really didn't want to hear, but as if he was bewitched, he still didn't take the phone out of his ear.

Next it was no longer Kiki's voice, but Freya's.

"In fact, I played tricks this time that Mr. Fitzgerald would take the initiative to ask for a reunion."

"I knew that Mr. Fitzgerald minded most was that I was using him as a stand-in and that I didn't love him. So I deliberately pretended to sleep and called out his name in my sleep, and said I didn't want him to be with Regina."

"Kiki, if I wasn't awake, I wouldn't be able to call out any brother in my sleep, because brother is Simon, and I only have Mr. Fitzgerald in my heart, so how could I call out Simon's name!"

The mobile phone in Kieran's hand slid heavily to the ground, and his dark eyes were instantly streaked with red blood, he turned his face and looked at Freya incredulously, at that moment he couldn't breathe, he felt that his heart, which was leaping vividly, was being ruthlessly strangled with an iron vice.

He could never forget the night when Freya had called out his name in his sleep.

It was on that night that he decided that Freya had him in his heart, and against all odds, he took one step in front of her.

Because of the "Brother" she cried out in her dream, he would not hesitate to fight for her.

As long as she has him in her heart, he can fill the remaining the rest with effort.

But the truth is, there is no Simon in her heart!

Even the "Brother" that had delighted him for countless midnight dreams was nothing more than an act on her part!

He found it particularly amusing, and particularly sad, that he had held his living heart before her, and she had not cherished it, but had only trampled it underfoot, and trampled on it with impunity!

He had once thought that the relationship he cherished so much was one of love and affection, but it turned out to be nothing more than his wishful thinking and self-interest! Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

No wonder, she didn't want to get a license with him. It's also true that she doesn't love him at all in her heart, she just sees him as a stand-in for Kieran, so how could she want his name to appear on the same marriage certificate!

He really didn't know whether to say he was too stupid or too naive!

"Heh!"

Kieran laughed coldly, and his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Freya, he had so many things he wanted to ask her, but when the words came to his lips, they just turned into a cold laugh that was self- deprecating to the extreme.

The sound of the phone crashing to the ground startled Freya.

Before she could recover from the shock, she raised her face and met Kieran's eyes, which were laced with a fierce wind and rain.

His handsome face was covered with gloom, like a demon that had fallen into the abyss, and like a beast that had been driven into a desperate situation.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Freya's voice involuntarily trembled a little, and she asked as she gently clutched his hand.

Kieran did not say anything, but only stared at her for an instant, as if he had never known her before, wanting to know her clearly again, from the beginning to the end.

If he had spoken, Freya's heart might not have been so uneasy; this silent look of his made her panic from the bottom of her heart.

That feeling was a prelude to a mountain of rain.

Freya used almost all her strength as she grabbed his hand in a death grip, "Brother, say something! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me, okay?"

Freya's brain was racing, could it be that her reluctance to get a license with him had irritated him?

He will definitely blame her now for not getting a license with him, but when he gets his memory back, he will understand her plight.

She rubbed against his body curtly, "Brother, will you stop being angry? I ......"

"Freya."

Kieran suddenly spoke, cutting off Freya's words.

Freya thought that the atmosphere around her would not be so oppressive once he was willing to speak, but she found that after he opened his mouth, the air around her was frozen into ice.

"Brother ......"

"Freya, I'm back."

As if a century had passed, Kieran suddenly spoke up and said this.

He's back?

Freya only had a dumbfounded face and thought of something, she was so excited that she could not control the trembling, her eyes were hot and in a flash, she was already in tears.

Again, she was afraid that she had misunderstood, and she could only ask tentatively, "Brother, what do you mean by that?"

"Freya, I remember now."

He remembered! The man she loved most was back!

Freya covered her mouth so hard that she wanted to jump up and down and laugh.

The Mr. Fitzgerald she had missed for so long was back! What a beautiful thing! She wanted to tell the world that her husband, the man she loved most, was back!

"Mr. Fitzgerald!" Freya jumped hard into his arms, she hugged him so tightly, as if, as soon as she let go, he would forget again the past between them, either joyful or sad.

Freya was so engrossed in her own joy that she did not notice Kieran's strange appearance.

If, for example, she felt it carefully, she could see that his body was tense, that it was, unsuppressed, with anger and disappointment.

Of course, if she hadn't been lying in his arms and she could have taken a closer look at his face, she would have noticed that in this instant he had no semblance of living warmth; all that emanated from

his body was a bitter cold.

Suddenly there was a special desire to shout his name.

"Kieran, I miss you so much! Do you know how much I miss you!" Freya hugged him even harder, so fond of him, no amount of hugging was enough.

Kieran's body stiffened a little more, but he still forced down the coldness in his heart and patted her back gently.

"Freya, I have been by your side all this time."

"No! That's not the same!" Freya shook her head vigorously, "It's hard for me that you don't remember me! Kieran, I love you no matter what you've become, but more than that, I want a whole you, who knows all our past."

"Kieran, do you know how desperate it feels, when you don't remember anything and I'm the only one remembering our past!"

"Kieran, from now on, don't you ever leave me again, okay?"

"Freya, remembering what happened during the time I lost my memory, I'm a little jealous of myself."

Kieran's voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and as a desert where not an inch of grass grows.

"Freya, you keep calling me Brother, I'm worried that you might like Brother!"