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Freya didn't want Kieran to see the wound on her hand, so she hurriedly had to pull her hand out of his.
He broke her hand, and when he saw the obvious wound on her fingertips, his eyebrows tightened.
"Freya, you're hurt."
"Brother, it's just a small injury, nothing serious, it'll be fine in a while."
Freya actually felt quite humiliated, she could cut her hands like this even when chopping vegetables, and she was
still a genius beauty! Stupid!
It was as if Freya's hand was deliberately working against her. Just now, after she had briefly treated the wound, it
had stopped bleeding, but somehow, being clutched by Kieran's hand in his palm like this, a tiny thread of blood was
seeping out from her wound again.
Seeing the blood seeping out of Freya's wound, Kieran's face became unpleasant, "It's all bleeding, and this is called
nothing?!"
"Brother, it's really okay."
Freya didn't want Kieran to worry and said hurriedly, "This kind of small injury is very normal, I used to get hurt
when I cut vegetables, it healed very quickly, you really don't need to worry!"
Hearing Freya's words, Kieran's handsome face was directly covered with dark clouds.
She knew she could cut her hands easily, and she cooked for him.
With his heart soft and aching, Kieran cupped her hand into his palm and took her back to her room to deal with it
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"Freya, no more cooking in the future!"
"Freya, don't get hurt again!"
The cold voice, however, clearly carried the most loving warmth, Freya looked at Kieran with fascination, Mr.
Fitzgerald, how come you are so attractive!
A lifetime is not enough to love you!
Seeing that he was speaking so seriously, Freya even dared to giggle, Kieran's face was slack, "Freya, did you hear
what I said?!"
"Yes."
Freya hugged Kieran's arm pitifully, "Brother, but what if I don't want to eat someone else's cooking and I want to
eat home-cooked food?"
"I'll cook for you!"
After saying this, Kieran himself was shocked.
He is a CEO who is always on top of things, but now he is willing to cook for a woman?
What was wrong with his mind!
But why in his heart was still so sweet?
Giggling and looking at Kieran's face with an obvious twist, Freya suddenly wanted to cry.
Even if Mr. Fitzgerald has lost his memory, even if he doesn't remember her, his doting on her will never change!
When Freya called Kiki, she was with Quinn.
Quinn felt that the few days he spent in bed recovering from his injuries were the happiest time of his life.
Kiki watches over him day and night, and he sleeps with an upward curve of his lips.
Quinn had recently become addicted to pampering, and he was just about to pamper her, Kiki's mobile phone rang.
Kiki answered a phone call, which was perfectly normal, but what broke him was that she had to buy clothes for a
man called Freddie!
Quinn felt that his wound, which was about to heal, began to hurt again, all the way to his heart.
Quinn, who has always been arrogant and unrestrained, is only so meek in front of Kiki. His heart is obviously sour
and overflowing, but he is worried that if he cares too much, Kiki will ignore him and he will lose even the little
sweetness he has.
He could only ask Kiki, "Kiki, are you going out?"
"Yes, I'm going to take a trip to Kelsington Bay and meet a friend." Kiki saw Quinn struggling to get up from the bed,
she hurriedly pushed him back onto the bed, "Don't move! You're trying to tear your wound again, aren't you!"
Hearing that, Quinn couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but think again about the wound he
had wrenched open two days ago.
Kiki took the initiative to take hand, and when he got excited, he actually broke the wound open!
He had never been so humiliated in his life!
Quinn didn't want to break the wound open again, but for Kiki bought clothes for another man, Quinn really couldn't
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He continued in a euphemistic tone and asked, "Kiki, do you like that friend of yours a lot? Kiki, can you stop liking
other people?"
You don't even like me now, and if you like someone else, I won't stand a chance.
Kiki is not stupid, although Quinn did not explicitly say so, she could hear that he had misunderstood this phone call
just now.
Looking at Quinn's apprehensive and distressed look, Kiki couldn't control the sourness in her eyes.
Quinn, what a crazy man! The Quinn she had heard of before had a bad temper, how could he possibly condescend
to please a woman!
Kiki turned around, took a step back to the bedside, and clutched his hand.
Quinn was overjoyed, he felt that as long as he could get close to Kiki like this and he would have no regrets.
"Quinn."
Kiki suddenly spoke up, her face with a rare natural innocence and an unspeakable shyness.
"Quinn, I seem to like you."
After saying this, Kiki quickly turned around and left the ward.
Quinn felt the residual warmth in his palm like a fool, and then giggled so hard that he almost cramped.
As Kiki had just reached the stairway, a large, strong hand clutched her wrist in a deadly grip.
It was Christ.
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