Twins and Ex-wife novel Chapter 90

“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 inflamed wound on his back.

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.