Twins and Ex-wife
Chapter 1179 Mr. Fitzgerald makes Freya disappear

Before Layton could push Melody away, Melody realised that Freya was still giving him acupuncture and she hurriedly stood up from his body.

She spoke to Freya with embarrassment, "Medical Fairy, I'm sorry! I'm sorry for disturbing your acupuncture on Layton! Just now...... just now I was really worried about Layton!"

"I'm afraid of needles since I was a child, and seeing so many needles stuck in Layton's body made my heart ache from the bottom of my heart. Medicine Fairy, it's all my fault, please don't take it personally!" Melody had already said so, if Freya continued to take it personally with her, it would appear that she was too petty.

She dropped another needle on Layton's leg, and then spoke lightly, "Melody, if you can't control your emotions, you can wait until I'm done with the acupuncture before you come in."

Hearing Freya's words, Melody's eyes lit up.

"Yes, I will go back for a while! Layton, I'll go outside first! I'll come back in to keep you company after you've finished your acupuncture."

Seemingly afraid that Layton might misunderstand, Melody thought for a moment and then continued, "Layton, it's really not that I don't want to accompany you, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to control myself and affect the Medical Fairy's ability to give you acupuncture."

"Layton, I will stay with you, I have already spoken to father, from today onwards, I will live on your side and take good care of you!"

After saying these words, Melody smiled sweetly at Layton and ran quickly towards the door.

Melody was going to stay here tonight.......

Not only that, from now on, every night, she would be staying here!

Melody is Layton's fiancee, if she lives in the old mansion, she will definitely be staying in his room!

Thinking that every night from now on, they would have to share the same bed and even, do something impure, Freya's whole body was not well.

She squeezed the silver needle in her hand, she really wanted to stab him so that he couldn't be a man, so that he wouldn't have to attract butterflies everywhere! But she couldn't let go.

Especially when she looked at his calves, whose muscles were clearly atrophied, her heart was so sore that she almost choked.

It was very likely that the muscles in his legs had atrophied like this, and that it was intentional.

Why would he want to hurt himself like this? What was the purpose of his staying in this hellhole under the guise of Layton? Or was there some compelling reason for his suffering? Freya couldn't wait to ask the questions.

Seeing that Jonathan was still standing in the room like a wooden stake, Freya turned her face to look at him and spoke in a serious manner, "Can you please go out for a while? Your presence here is affecting my treatment of the patient, and I'm not used to having outsiders around when I'm treating a patient."

"Dr. Stahler, it is my responsibility to take care of the second young master." Jonathan spoke without being condescending and had absolutely no intention of going out.

"Okay, then I won't be treating his leg!" Freya put down the silver needle in his hand and put on a look like he was going to give up.

"Then I'll send you back, Dr. Stahler." Jonathan was not frightened by Freya's words at all, his paralyzed face did not even show a slight change in expression.

Freya was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, she really didn't expect that this man would say that.

However, she got up, slightly raised her chin and locked eyes with Jonathan.

"Fine! I'm going back now! When I go back, I will definitely tell Edward that I can cure his precious son's leg, but, you won't let me!"

Jonathan's expression was stunned, he really didn't expect that Freya would bring up Edward to pressure him.

He didn't continue to argue with Freya, he just gave Layton an unpredictable glance as he left the room.

She didn't know if it was Freya's illusion, but the way he looked at Layton was like some kind of warning.

Seeing that Jonathan had gone out, Freya quickly rushed to the door of the room and shut the door directly.

She felt so indomitable, she had said she would be strong, but when she turned her face to look at the man sitting in the wheelchair, she still had the urge to burst into tears. She jumped hard into his arms and hugged him very, very tightly.

"Kieran, did you just pretend that you didn't know me because someone else was there? Kieran, I know you're my Kieran."

"Kieran, how did you come here? And, still in the capacity of Layton. Kieran, how did your leg become like this? You must have suffered a lot, a lot of pain when you fell off the cliff." As she hugged him tightly, Freya clearly felt that his body tensed up a little.

Only, there was still no half-hearted warmth in his body, only coldness.

He broke the fingers she had landed on him, a sparse, cold warning in his voice, "Let go!"

"I won't let go!"

Now, inside this room, there were only the two of them left, and he was still unwilling to identify himself with her, and Freya had come to a temper.

She stubbornly hugged him very tightly, "Kieran, I'm telling you, if you keep pretending that you don't know me, I'll really get angry!"

"Kieran, if you don't recognize me, what are your reasons for not recognizing me, can you tell me everything? Do you know that it's really hard for me when you hide it from me like this?" "Let go!"

The coldness in his voice intensified, "I said, I'm not Kieran, I'm Layton!"

"There are many women under the sky who want to throw themselves at me, but unfortunately, I am very picky."

"If you want to cure my leg, then do your job as a doctor, otherwise, from now on, don't appear in front of me again!"

"Kieran!" Freya was so angry that she wanted to roar, and when she looked at the man in front of her who was not moved in the slightest, she gritted her teeth and leaned down and kissed him hard on the lips. The moment she kissed him, Freya was certain that the man in front of her was her husband, Kieran!

If those similarities were all coincidental, she didn't believe that the kissing sensation was exactly the same!

Being kissed by Freya, Layton's brain, there was a brief pause, a long moment of lust before he pushed her away with force in his hands.

"In the future, you don't have to cure me anymore!"

"Kieran, I don't know why you're so stubborn, but I'm still willing to believe that you must have your reasons for not identifying with me."

"Since, you have your plans, I will, against all odds, support you."

"Kieran, I believe in you."

"Kieran, our Alistair and I are both fine now, I will protect myself, and I will protect our Alistair even more. Our family of five will soon be reunited, and when that happens, we will never be apart again." Layton's cold eyes softened unnoticed, but it was as if it was only a momentary illusion.

Soon, he was back to that look of ice in his eyes.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, not as tall as Freya, but he still looked at her with an air of condescension.

"I am Layton Harper!"

Suddenly, his hand, gently, landed on top of the silver mask on his face.

"Don't you want to see my face? Fine, I'll let you see it!"