Twins and Ex-wife novel Chapter 68

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is not available at the moment."

The voice on the other end of the phone was this mechanical female voice over and over again, and Jaden put down his phone in frustration. Well, Uncle Kieran is hurt right now, and he didn't think he was going to be able to answer the phone, so when Uncle Kieran got better, he could tell Uncle Kieran.

By the time Freya reached Kelsington Bay, Fabian had just managed to drag Kieran to bed.

Fabian was afraid of hurting Kieran's back. He told him to lie down on his stomach.

In fact, Fabian exaggerated a little bit on the phone, although Kieran's wound was bad, it was not as bad as what was described.

"Fitz, you're so heavy. I'm exhausted!"

Fabian was lying on his stomach, breathing heavily, Kieran looked so lean, but he was strong, and his legs weren't completely healed, and he dragged him onto the bed with his half-broken legs, and he was so tired that he almost lost a layer of skin.

Before Fabian could catch his breath, he felt a pain in his ass, and Kieran kicked him out of the bed.

Fabian was whining. This was outrageous!

But after all, Kieran's hurt. Fabian was more concerned than anyone.

His friendship with Kieran was beyond comprehension.

The power of the Pryce was not less than the Fitzgerald, everyone said he was not doing his job, hanging around Kieran every day.

Only he knows how precious his friendship with Kieran is.

He and Kieran were born into a family like that, and from the moment they were born, they were meant to be on top of the world. They can enjoy endless glory at the same time, they must also bear the burden of wealth and glory to bring them, they have been betrayed, licking blood from the knife, they were even stabbed in the back by people who are closest to them.

Affection was little and cool, people are unpredictable, and benefits seem to be more important than flesh and blood.

Kieran treated him differently. He truly considered him a friend. He was as cold as ice on the outside, but he was willing to risk his life for his friend on the inside.

Ever since that time when they were 18, they were attacked when they were aboard, Kieran risked his life to save him, and he decided that in this life, their friendship was worth more than all the riches and glory.

Hearing the doorbell ring, Fabian got up from the floor, and after kicking Kieran several times in his mind, he ran to the door.

Seeing Freya, Fabian, standing at the door, he saw her as the savior in flesh, and he greeted her inside, and he touched his ass which was battered by Kieran, "Dr. Stahler, you made it. If you don't get over here, I'm going to get my ass kicked by Fitz!"

With that, Fabian rubbed his ass which was still hurting.

Freya gave a weak look at Fabian's bottom. Well, she had been having impure thoughts in her head recently. "Isn't Mr. Fitzgerald hurt badly? How can he still have the strength to...?”

"..." Freya coughed uneasily. "Mr. Fitzgerald is really desperate."

Desperate...

Fabian's little heart quivered and he knew Freya must have misunderstood, and indeed, what he had just said was quite misleading.

Considering he's still trying to match Freya with Kieran, he couldn't let Freya think he's having an affair with Kieran.

Freya's eyes began to well again. She took the medicine box to the bedside and called out softly, "Mr. Fitzgerald."

No one answered her.

Freya quickly put down the medicine box and touched Kieran's forehead. His forehead was so terribly hot that he must have fallen asleep.

Without delay, Freya took out her tools and began to treat the wound on Kieran's back.

The wound on his back, a little larger than her palm, was so bloody and raw that it hurt her eyes.

Now, she really doesn't understand him more and more. He hated her so much, treated her like a whore, and considered her as a gold-digger, why should he be so desperate for her.

A Man's heart is a needle in a haystack.

He risked his life to save her, and she was grateful, but she had not yet been moved to repay him with her own body, like those silly sweet female leads in the novel.

She had her own principles and she stuck to it, more importantly, even if she were to repay him with her body, Mr. Fitzgerald would not want her, he would think she was dirty.

Wounds that are so much worse than what Kieran has on his back, Freya had dealt with that before, but she was more nervous than ever, and she felt as if she had used up all her strength to dress the wound on his back.

Putting the kit back in the medicine box, before Freya could take a deep breath, her wrist ached, and Kieran pulled her into his arms.

He was burning so his mind was scrambled, his eyes were closed, his mouth moved, he suddenly kissed her, he said, "Freya, I Want You!"