My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

"Freya!"

Kieran could not control his cry, he quickly stopped the car and went to the back seat to hold Freya tightly in his

arms. He gently rubbed her face, his eyes were undisguised heartache.

"Freya, wake up!"

He shouted several times before Freya struggled to lift her eyelids, her eyes without the slightest hint of focus,

"Simon, I'm in pain ......"

After saying this, her eyelids, which she had struggled to raise, slowly closed, and she fell helplessly into his arms,

falling into silence.

Hearing her soft voice, Kieran's heart hurt even more, and he couldn't ask her where the pain was now, so he could

only carefully put her down and rush to the hospital as fast as he could.

Looking at Freya's pale face, Kieran's heart was like a knife, but thinking that he was only a stand-in in her mind, he

chose to leave after taking her to the hospital and let the nurses come over to take care of her.

He was afraid that if he heard her say one more word that she was in pain, he would throw away all his dignity and

be reduced to a selfless double for the rest of his life.

The doctor had just said that she was fine and that he didn't really need to worry about her.

At that time, Kieran was too disturbed and did not notice the complex emotions in the doctor's eyes.

He thought that not seeing Freya would make his heart feel more comfortable, but when he returned to the car, his

heart was even more in mess.

Her pale and vulnerable face kept playing tricks on his mind like a magic spell, making him breathe harder.

He couldn't help but recall, again, the image that flashed through his mind inside that small village.

He deflected the acid thrown at him for her.

But he had never done anything like this since he woke up from his vegetative state, and there was no way the

previous Simon would have crossed paths with her.

How could he have defended her from that kind of danger if they hadn't crossed paths!

Could it be that, as she said, he was really Kieran?

How is this possible!

He shook his head vigorously, although he had lost his memory, there was something in his subconscious mind that

he still knew. He was incredibly sure that he was Simon, if he was even wrong about who he was, how sad it would

be for him to live in this world!

He can only be Simon!

As for that inexplicable image, consider it, well, a daydream!

When Freya woke up, it was already noon the next day.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she subconsciously felt her belly.

There is no discomfort like that of a miscarriage.

She scrambled to take her own pulse and, thankfully, the baby was still there.

Thinking that it was Kieran who had sent her over last night, she searched around for him, but she could not find

him.

She half lowered her eyelids and stared with some apprehension at her still flat belly; he had sent her here, he

would have known about her pregnancy.

She twisted her fingers nervously; would he get back together with her for this child, or would he force her to abort

it?!

She was lost in her own thoughts when the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

Two doctors walked in and they both looked at each other, the one walking in front of them spoke first, "Freya,

right? You're awake, you're ready for surgery now."

"Surgery? What surgery?" Freya only had a dumbfounded face as she couldn't help but open her mouth to ask.

"You don't know yet?" The other doctor had a puzzled look on his face, "Wasn't this a joint decision of yours?"

"What joint decision?" Freya didn't understand what the two doctors were saying, "Can you make it clearer?"

Before she could get an answer from the two doctors, their mobile phones rang in unison.

They both picked up the phone almost at the same time, and after speaking, they both looked at her with obvious

sympathy in their eyes.

Freya does not like people looking at her with pity, because, what people habitually pity, is the weak, and she does

not like to be the weak.

"There's nothing wrong with my health, right? If there's nothing wrong, I'll be discharged from the hospital." Freya

pulled the syringe from her hand and tried to get out of bed.

Before she could come down, one of the doctors stepped forward and pressed her hand down hard.

"Let go of me!" That uneasiness in Freya's heart grew thicker and thicker, "Where's Simon? I want to see him!"

"Freya, I'm taking you to the surgery now."

"I'm not sick, why should I have surgery?! No!" Realising something, Freya couldn't even put on her shoes before

she ran out, but before she could run out, another doctor had already blocked the doorway.

"Freya, just now Simon had someone call over, and he said that the operation had to be done without consulting

you."

"I said I'm not having surgery! I won't do any surgery!"

Freya tried hard to push away the doctor in front of her, and another doctor came over to help her, but they both

had one hand on her, and as she had just woken up, her body was weak, so she couldn't really break free.

"Freya, you're pregnant, Simon won't want this baby, so you must get rid of this baby!"

The female doctor holding her right hand sighed softly, "Freya, don't blame us, blame it on the fact that you fell in

love with the wrong person!"

Seeing that she still wanted to run, she continued, "Freya, don't struggle anymore, it's useless. Even if we don't

operate on you today, Simon will have someone else do it for you! It's not that we want to hurt you, the person who

really wants to hurt you is Simon!"

"I don't believe it!" Freya shook hers head vigorously, "This is his own child, I can't believe he would do this to our

child! I'm going to find him, I'm going to find him and ask him why he would be so cruel to our child!"

"You let go of me! You're breaking the law by forcibly removing my baby without my consent!" Freya couldn't care

less about the tearing pain in her stomach, she pushed a female doctor to the ground with all her strength.

The other female doctor grabbed her even harder and she dropped her hard to the ground.

She was going to go and put her shoes on, but she was afraid that the two female doctors would get up and force

her into surgery again, and she slammed the door hard and ran quickly downstairs.

As she ran wildly, the wind blew across her cheeks, and Freya seemed to hear Kieran's cruel voice again.

He said he would personally send that child to hell.

She knew that the two doctors would do this to her because he didn't want their child, but in her heart, she still held

a glimmer of hope.

Her phone had been blacked out by him, so she rushed to the public phone booth outside the hospital and she

dialed his number.

Almost immediately he picked up the phone, what he assumed was a call from the hospital, his voice carrying a

clear note of anxiety and worry, "How is she?"