My Talented Babies & Genius Wife novel Chapter 1196

"Yeah, me and Layton will be getting married soon!"

Melody looked like a happy little woman, thinking of something, she then spoke, "Medical Fairy, I heard that you and Cealan will also be getting married soon, do you think that when the time comes, Edward will let us have a wedding together?"

Melody enthusiastically grabbed Freya's hand, thinking that she still had to give Kieran acupuncture, she was afraid that she might disturb her, and quickly let go of her hand again.

"Medical Fairy, I want to get married together with you so badly! Well, I must go and have a good talk with Edward, and then we'll have a wedding together!"

Freya was jealous to the extreme before she asked this in a sinister manner.

But after Melody joyfully said these words, she realized that it seemed like someone was even more jealous than she was.

Kieran was lying on the bed, unable to move, but Freya could clearly see a dangerous fire leaping from his bottomless black eyes.

The smell of jealousy was so pervasive that it was about to drown the person.

Originally, seeing Melody stick to him, Freya was still oddly angry, but seeing him like this, she suddenly wasn't angry at all.

No matter how much he played Layton, he would always, always be her Kieran.

When she saw how many long needles were stuck in Kieran's leg, her old problem of needle sickness returned.

She rubbed her head, "Medical Fairy, I can't, I'm getting dizzy again! I'll go out first, I won't disturb you from giving Layton acupuncture."

Seeing Jonathan standing by, staring at Freya like a thief, Melody pulled him out with a firm hand.

"Jonathan, you're staring at the Medical Fairy, how can you let her give Layton acupuncture? In the future, if Medical Fairy gives Layton acupuncture again, I'll make you simply disappear in place!"

Jonathan didn't want to leave Freya and Kieran alone, but Melody had said so, so he couldn't stay in the room, so he could only go downstairs with her with a sullen face.

Making sure that the door to the room had been closed, Freya turned his face and gave a sorrowful smile to Kieran.

"Heh!"

"What, throat discomfort?"

"Kieran, now that there's no one else inside the room except me and you, how long do you have to pretend!"

Freya knew that Kieran had bitterness in not identifying with her, and she could understand that.

But that was in front of people, when it was just the two of them, she still wished that he could dote on her in his arms like he used to, where she could be as pampered and playful as she wanted.

"I told you, you've mistaken me for someone else! I am Layton!" Kieran's eyes, still dark, did not loosen in the slightest, as if, really, there had never been any romance between him and Freya.

"Kieran, I've already met Jayden and Jalay, my brother and Fabian, you don't have to keep pretending with me!"

When Freya thought of the pressure he had been carrying all these years, her eyes couldn't help but redden, "I know the reason why you deliberately didn't meet me, and I'm willing to support you, but it still makes me sad to see you acting as if you don't know me."

Seeing Freya's eyes red and pitiful, like an abandoned puppy, Kieran's heart ached, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand to wipe away the wetness from the corners of her eyes, but thinking of his plan, he finally withdrew his hand.

"You miss your dead husband, I can understand that, but I'm not him!" Kieran withdrew his hand as he closed his eyes, not having the slightest intention of continuing to communicate with Freya.

Another fist hit the cotton, and Freya couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

But more than that, it was heartache.

Her heart ached for this man who was always just as strong as he was trying to carry all the burdens.

He wouldn't acknowledge her, and she didn't continue to push him.