Twins and Ex-wife

Chapter 90: I have no feelings for other women

“Mr. Fitzgerald, sorry for disturbing you. Since your...female companion is still waiting for you, you'd

better get back now.”

Kieran frowned. Female companion?

It seemed there was a big misunderstanding between them.

“Freya, I didn’t piss you off tonight.” Kieran was not used to explaining things to others, but he could

make exceptions for this girl in front of him.

“Fine.” Freya replied softly, “Then I might have misunderstood you.”

“I have no feelings for any other woman,” Kieran said.

Before Freya could think, Kieran added flirtatiously: “I’ve already had a wife, so it was impossible for

me to do that strenuous exercise with other women.”

“What?” Freya was stunned. What did he say? No feelings for any other woman?

How could it be!

Besides, they had already got divorced, how did he even have a wife?

Anyway, she had nothing to do with his personal affairs.

After a short silence, Freya said in a gentle voice: “Mr. Fitzgerald, we have already divorced. It’s weird

to hear you keep saying wife. Besides...I don’t want others to get it wrong.”

Kieran did not reply immediately. He gazed at Freya affectionately, with his deep and black pupils

almost penetrating Freya’s soul.

For fear of being unable to control her feelings, Freya turned her face away in a hurry. “Mr. Fitzgerald,

you'd better go back early, I... I'm going to get ready for bed.”

“But my wound just opened up. How could I drive home like this?”

With a firm character, Kieran never shed tears easily. But at the thought of the skills taught by Bradley,

which was to show weakness properly in front of a woman, he still pretended to be very painful.

“The wound opened up? Show it to me.” Freya rushed to her medical kit at once, forgetting about

drawing the line with him.

He was deeply wounded on his back, which would be very troublesome once infected.

Glad to have things his way, Kieran smiled with corners of his mouth upward. He took off his coat,

exposing his white shirt which had been stained profusely by blood.

His wound indeed tore open and it may get worse. Freya thought she could not turn a cold shoulder to

him for all of this was to protect her.

Freya’s eyebrows knit in a frown. She gingerly helped him take off his shirt lest she should hurt him.

Kieran enjoyed the way she worried about him. He knew she was tenderhearted, which he could

continue to take advantage of.

After cutting away the blood-stained bandage, Freya was close to tears when she saw the great

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She turned aside in panic and took a few breaths to keep her tears from streaming down.

Despite that she had treated more serious wounds before, since it was him who got injured this time,

she could not stop her fingertips from trembling, for fear of making him feel pain.

With all her attention focused on Kieran’s wounds, Freya didn’t notice that beneath the aloof exterior,

Kieran’s eyes were as bright as the kids who got the candies.

Over the last 27 years, Kieran never ran after girls, not even once. Even now, he still had no idea about

how to chase girls. The only thing he knew was, he would be full of joy every time Freya approached

him.

After painting Kieran’s wound with ointment, Freya wiped the sweat oozing from her forehead. “Mr.

Fitzgerald, you cannot drive by yourself now. How about calling your driver to come and pick you up?”

“I'm not going back tonight,” Kieran replied straight away.

Not going back?!

Though there was enough space for him to stay for one night, she was not used to living under the

same roof with him.

At a glance at the bandage which she had just put on his back, Freya didn’t have the heart to drive him

out.

Anyway, it was just for one night, and they didn't share the same bedroom.

“Fine.” Freya compromised: “Since Kiki would not come back tonight, you can sleep in her room.”

Freya pointed at Kiki’s room, giving Kieran the sign to go in there right away. Freya had some spare

pairs of bed sheets here and she would change the sheets if Kiki minded other people using her bed.

“OK.” Kieran got up and walked towards Kiki’s room.

Freya took a long breath of relief after she finally sent Kieran into Kiki’s room.

The troubles tonight had tired her out.

After a short mental struggle over whether to go straight to bed or take a bath first, she chose to let

herself soak in a hot bath to relax.

Oops! After taking the bath, Freya realized that she had made a serious mistake - she forgot to bring

her nightgown with her.

Believing that Kieran must have fallen asleep by this time and she didn't have to worry about being

seen by him, Freya put a bath towel around her body and walked out of the bathroom.

The small apartment had fallen silent. Lights were off in Kiki’s room. Freya hummed as she walked

towards her bedroom, turning her gaze away from Kiki’s room.

Stepping into her own place, Freya felt relieved for she never had to worry about someone would see

her wear such few clothes.

She opened her wardrobe to find herself a nightdress.

“Was it my illusion?” Freya felt a blazing gaze settle on her back.

She laughed at herself for her sensitiveness. This was her bedroom. How could anyone be here?

It seemed that the more she grew up, the more she liked to imagine things. If she was not so sure that

there could be no one else in her room, she really thought that a man was staring at her from behind.

Drips of water rolled down from her wet hair, which changed her idea of putting on the nightdress at

once.

Freya threw the nightdress onto the bed. When she turned around and saw the man sitting by the bed,

she just lost it and started screaming.

It was Kieran Fitzgerald!