Twins and Ex-wife
Chapter 417 Freya, I think you're Dirty

Kieran's handsome face was dark. He had always known that forced buying and selling existed in this world, but he had never thought that someone would dare to put on such a show in front of him. Of course, there were women who tried to seduce him before, in a vain attempt to climb into his bed, and the end of those women was the most tragic of tragedies.

But with this shameless woman, he found that he couldn't even bring himself to hit her hard.

He supposed it was because of what she had drugged him tonight, making his body uncontrollable, and even his heart surprisingly soft.

Her lips, which were really soft, were also very sweet.

The moment this woman dared to press herself against him, he wanted to throw her straight to the bottom of the car, but the moment her lips blocked his lips, an unprecedented stirring was born in his heart.

He wanted to kiss her too.

With that thought, he did so.

He could not even control himself.

A car drove by on the side of the road and a light hit him in the face. He woke up as if in a dream and suddenly remembered that she was a prostitute.

A woman in that kind of business has served many men, if he touched such a dirty body, he would be disgusted for the rest of his life!

So even though she has the ability to make him uncomfortable, there's no way he's going to let her get away with it and make himself sick for the rest of his life! Kieran violently pushed Freya away, he looked at her from above, in his eyes, there was no longer the heat of a moment ago, only a biting cold.

Freya looked at him with watery eyes and a clear look of disbelief on her face, "Mr. Fitzgerald, why don't you ......'

"Why don't I touch you?!"

Kieran lit a cigarette and took a drag.

In the smoke, his handsome face was hazy, his expression was not clear, but she could feel the coldness emanating from his body from the inside out. "I'm afraid of getting a disease."

Kieran's voice was as cruel as if he was a shura from an infernal hell, "Who knows what dirty diseases you carry! You are too dirty!"

He's afraid of getting sick, and he thinks she's dirty......

Suddenly, Freya lost the strength to continue seducing him, and she stared at him in a daze, without a word, her heart hurt, unable to breathe.

Already, she was out of breath, and the smell of tobacco made it even more difficult to breathe.

Freya kept coughing so hard that tears were coming out of her eyes.

She coughed uncomfortably and aggressively.

In the past, Mr. Fitzgerald had the habit of smoking, but he knew that she did not like the smell of second-hand smoke, and later, he hardly ever smoked in front of her. No matter what he does, he will put himself in her shoes, he will not let her shed tears, not to mention that he will not mind her being dirty.

Freya's fingertips trembled as she put her clothes on with a shudder, ignoring even the fact that the buttons inside her remained unbuttoned. She glanced aside at Kieran's suit jacket, then grabbed it and put it on herself.

She cleared her throat and tried to make her voice sound slightly calmer, "Mr. Fitzgerald, I can't replace my shirt, so I'll borrow your jacket first!" "Don't worry, I know you think I'm dirty, I won't give this suit jacket back to you, but I'll give you the money."

After saying this, Freya opened the door of the car and intended to get out.

She had no intention of giving up on Mr. Fitzgerald; she liked him so much that no amount of embarrassment could possibly make her let go. She was just too upset tonight, she had to give herself some time, only after she had done so, she could chase him back with renewed vigour. Kieran was never a good person, but looking at the misery and pain on Freya's pale face, his heart suddenly hurt as if it was being attacked inch by inch. No longer able to control the emotions churning in his heart, he pulled her violently back into the back seat and his thin lips fell down on hers.

It was the first time in his memory that he had ever kissed a woman so actively, but the feeling was indescribably familiar.

Familiar to the point that he can't stop.

Thinking of the humiliation he had just inflicted on her, at first Freya was upset in her heart, but gradually, it disappeared in this kiss from him.

How can she love him so much! Any way to express it seems to be not enough.

Whether he thinks she is dirty or he has someone else in his eyes, her heart has always been with him, for the rest of her life.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, I love you......'

Freya murmured, her eyes welled up with undisguised joy. Love in student days is mostly innocent and rotten, but for adult men and women, it is impossible to have a platonic love affair. Freya felt that as long as they broke through that layer of relationship between them, even if he still could not remember her, there would be an inseparable bond between them.

So, tonight, she had been trying very hard that he could not get rid of her.

This time, she felt, was the best chance she would ever have.

Only, before she could put it into action, Kieran's mobile phone suddenly rang.

The urgent ringing of the bell brought the man who couldn't help himself instantly to his senses.

He took the phone and from Freya's angle, she was able to clearly see that it was Regina calling.

Regina's pleasant voice came over the phone, "Simon, I'm about to board a plane, remember to miss me! And don't let other women approach you!"

Freya was so close to Kieran that she could clearly hear Regina's voice on the other end of the phone. She was really looking forward to Kieran saying to Regina on the other end of the phone, "I have been enchanted by another woman."

Unfortunately, that wasn't what Kieran said, instead he faintly responded, "Okay."

Such a simple word clearly demonstrated loyalty to Regina and swept her, too, off her feet.

When she thought of the time she called Mr. Fitzgerald, it was Regina who answered the phone, and Regina even deliberately created a sound at the other end of the phone to distract her from Mr. Fitzgerald's feelings, Freya suddenly became evil from the heart.

She spoke in a whisper that gave her goose bumps.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, you're amazing! Mr. Fitzgerald, Ah......"

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