My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

It was a call from Mrs. Wise in the neighborhood.

Mr. Wise had a very serious epilepsy. Just now Mr. Wise had a sudden epilepsy seizure, non-stop convulsions, foaming at the mouth, making Mrs. Wise scared.

Mrs. Wise wanted to bring Mr. Wise to the small clinic, she could not get Mr. Wise over alone, as their children were not at home.

She could only call Freya and ask her to cto see Mr. Wise.

Mr. Wise was old and had not been well. Freya knew he was in a serious situation. Twas precious for patients.

Freya immediately took the medicine box, grabbed an umbrella, and rushed outside the small clinic.

"Freya, you..." Seeing Freya cout, Kieran was ecstatic. Before he could finish his words, Freya interrupted, "Mr. Fitzgerald, don't waste your there. Please go back. | still have things to do! See you!" After saying these words, Freya continued to dart towards the community ahead.

Kieran really wanted to pull Freya over, held her into his arms while smooching with her.

But according to Bradley's words, if he took coercive measures when the one whom he loved hadn't forgiven him, it would only provoke disgust.

Although the roses drooped for being beaten by the rain, the passion in his heart never slacked off.

Okay. Plan A didn’t work. He still had plan B.

The netizen also said there was an extremely effective trick—ruse of self-injury.

Freya had always been soft-hearted. If he was caught in the rain cold, she would not leave him alone.

Kieran still stood in the rain. Having been soaked through, he didn’t give a sneeze.

In the past, Kieran had been always proud of his strong constitution; and for the first tin his life, he disliked himself immensely for having such a physique.

If he was a bit weaker, he could've got care from Freya.

With dislike for himself, Kieran returned to the Kelsington Bay.

The first the entered the living room, he saw Bradley and Fabian sitting on the sofa, leisurely cracking sunflower seeds.

Seeing Kieran cback alone, Bradley could tell Kieran’s mission failed again.

The corner of Bradley's lips twitched. It was his first tthat he had seen Kieran in such a mess. Kieran looked funny, but he had to hold back his laughter.

Fabian had to laugh despite himself. He split his sides with laughter.

"Fitz, do you know what you look like now? Ha ha! You're a drowned rat!" "Well, joinand be a drowned rat." Kieran moved his wrist and looked like he was going to throw Fabian to the water.

Fabian was afraid. He hurriedly hid behind Bradley and muttered in a low voice, "Men who can't win their wives back are too scary! Serious endocrine disorder! | don't want to have my legs broken by a man with endocrine disorder. You have to protect me!" Receiving a cold and threatening look from his own boss, Bradley decided to speak up for his own boss.

"Mr. Pryce, ahem! Mr. Fitzgerald just did not bring his wife back. But sothers don’t even have wives! Hey, Pryce, did you go to the hospital to see if you also have an endocrine disorder?!" "Bradley, what do you mean by that? You're the one with an endocrine disorder! Humph!" Fabien liked to amplify attacks when he got hurt, "Bradley, | don't have a wife, just like you! We are all single.

Neither of us is nobler!" Bradley was hurt by Fabien’s words. He could not bother to talk with Fabian. He just ran to Kieran, "Mr. Fitzgerald, do you want sunflower seeds?" Kieran looked down at the sunflower seeds disdainfully, and then turned away to the bathroom downstairs without saying anything.

" Mr. Fitzgerald, this is the pair of your pajamas. Later..." At the sight of the situation inside the bathroom, Bradley's voice cto an abrupt halt.

Kieran was using cold water to bathe. Having been drenched in rain, and then taking a cold shower, Kieran was abusing himself! Kieran must be out of his mind.

"Get out!" Hearing Kieran's voice, the dumbfounded Bradley snapped back to his senses. He hurriedly closed the door of the bathroom and sat back on the sofa in the living room worriedly.

"Little Bradley, why do you look like you are constipated? Was he being difficult again?" "There might be something wrong with Mr. Fitzgerald's brain." Bradley gently nodded, "He's taking a cold shower!" "What?!" Fabian was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the sofa, "Could it be that Freya ignored him, he has got a mental disorder and the only way to relieve his worries is to abuse himself?!" Bradley gave a little shrug with his hands outstretched, "I don't know, and I don't dare to ask." "Then what should we do? Should we just stand by and watch Fitz abuse himself like this?!" Bradley cracked a sunflower seed and said, “Let’s wait for the cat to jump.” Kieran took a cold shower in the bathroom for half an hour before walking out of the bathroom.

He felt that he had finally succeeded this time, because while drying his body, he managed to sneeze.

Putting on his robe, Kieran had been on cloud nine. But it was kind of his thing that he could always keep the cold look on his face no matter how happy or depressed he felt.

When he cto the living room, Kieran managed to sneeze again.

The sound of his sneeze attracted the attention of Bradley and Fabian.

"Fitz, why are you so thoughtless and try to abuse yourself?!" Fabian had a mournful look, "If you really want to be abused, don't do it yourself. Letdo it!" With that, Fabien cforward and started messing about him.

Kieran slapped his paws away, "Pryce, you don't want your hand anymore, do you?" Hearing Kieran's threats, Fabian quickly and sensibly retracted his hand.

"Ah-choo!" Kieran drew a tissue and wiped his nose in a pretentious manner, and then casually threw the tissue into the trash can as he coolly swept Bradley a glance, "I have a cold, and | might have a fever later." Bradly was surprised. How could he even know that he would have a fever later? And why would Kieran tell him that he had caught a cold? Did Kieran want his care? The thought of it gave Bradley the willies. He sat stiffly, not knowing how to answer this.

"I have a cold!" Kieran saw that Bradley didn't understand what he meant and repeated it again, "I might have a fever now!" Bradley thought hard and finally figured out what Kieran had really meant.

He quickly took out his cell phone, "Mr. Fitzgerald, I'm calling Mrs. Fitzgerald! I'll say ‘Mr. Fitzgerald is desperately ifn"