"Yes, Remy said that I'm a slut, he said I slept around, but I've never done any of the things he said! I was in love with him, but he cheated on me, he cheated on me with my half-sister, and Alisha was having his baby! I want love that is clean; I could not tolerate a cheater, so I broke up with him! I didn't do anything wrong. I don't want to take the blame!"
"Yes, I got pregnant out of wedlock, and you might think that women who get pregnant out of wedlock are easy, but I have a clear conscience! Five years ago, I went to the hotel to catch Alisha and Remy cheating, and instead of catching them, I ended up getting myself involved!"
"But I don't blame anyone. That night, even though it was a nightmare and I lost the most precious thing a woman could have, I had Jaden and Jayla, and nothing was more precious to me than them! Mr. Fitzgerald, don't show up in front of me again, you may look down on me, but I won't look down on myself!"
Freya's back was straight, and as she said this, she turned with her head held high, walking farther and farther away from Kieran.
After listening to Freya, Kieran couldn't get over it. He didn't mean to look down on her, but he wasn't used to explaining himself to people, and he didn't know how to do it.
Watching her getting further and further away from him step by step, he was inexplicably panicked in his heart, in his mind that if she just left like this, he would never be able to get near her again.
He didn't want to be kept away from her!
Involuntarily, Kieran picked up his steps and caught up with her, holding her tightly in his arms from behind.
In the corner of her eyes, there were still teardrops, he turned her over, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently wipe away the wetness at the corner of her eyes.
"Mr. Fitzgerald, let go of me!"
Because of anger and humiliation, Freya's whole body was trembling uncontrollably, "Mr. Fitzgerald, I'm not the kind of woman you think I am, if you want a woman, you can go find a prostitute, forgive me for not being able to accompany you!"
Freya broke Kieran's hand a little, trying to keep a relatively safe distance from him.
His strength, terrifyingly strong, his arms, like iron confinement to her, she simply could not break free.
Kieran traced Freya's eyebrows one by one, his voice, low and compelling like the mellowest wine, and “I know you're not, I just, I can't help it ......"
His thin lips moved down a little bit and sealed Freya's lips abruptly. Freya opened her mouth wide in shock. What did he just say? He just can't help it?!
No, she did not believe it.
Man like Mr. Fitzgerald could have any woman he wanted, she was only a novelty to him, she would not take his words seriously.
"Mr. Fitzgerald, please let go of me, I am Sethy's girlfriend, you are Uncle Kieran to my children."
She was Seth's girlfriend; he was just her children's Uncle Kieran.
Kieran jolted awake, and he abruptly released Freya.
Yes, what was he doing now, he had promised Seth that he would not see Freya again, but tonight, it was like he was bewitched, he drove to her home subconsciously and couldn't help kissing her.
He even got Seth's father to send him on a business trip to Africa because he didn't want her to get close to him.
Kieran turned, and he nervously lighted a cigarette and started to smoke.
The smoke covered his handsome face, shielding his expression.
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