Twins and Ex-wife
Chapter 750 Mr. Fitzgerald Bullies Her

Seeing that they were in such a stalemate, the staff at the Civil Affairs Bureau knew that they would not be able to get the certificate tonight.

A few of the staff inside comforted her before closing the door, leaving work and going home to their wives and children.

Freya crouched in dismay at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the sky was huge, but she didn't know where she should go.

When she fell in love with him, she placed him at the forefront of her heart. When he suddenly did not want her, the bright light in her heart went out, and all around her was a dead blackness that could no longer light the way ahead for her.

Freya glanced at her phone again, he still hadn't replied her message.

The last time they had a fight, he was determined to break up with her, but at least he was willing to reply her messages, but this time, he ignored her completely.

But even if his heart was iron, she still wouldn't give up!

Freya gritted her teeth and tapped the keypad of her phone, "Brother, I will always wait for you at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, if you don't come, I will always stay here!" After sending this message, Freya waited apprehensively for his reply.

On a summer's night, the rain comes and goes. Just now, it was a clear windy night, but in a flash, it was already thick with clouds.

This was followed by a downpour of rain, which instantly drenched Freya.

There is not much shelter from the eaves in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the surrounding buildings are of such a design that there is not even a place to shelter from the rain. Freya didn't like getting wet, she was a bit uncomfortable by the rain, but she was afraid that she had found a place to get out of the rain and he had come here and she would miss him again.

So she remained stubbornly squatting in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, expecting him to suddenly appear in front of her, grab her hand and say, "Freya, I can't let you go."

Freya felt that she still had quite a bitter heart.

Looking at the dense curtain of rain in front of her, she couldn't help but think of those romance dramas she used to watch.

In those romance dramas, the hero or heroine wants to win back the other person's heart and they stand downstairs begging for forgiveness and there is an inexplicable rainstorm.

It was a time when the other person's heart would soften and without hesitation they would dart down the stairs into their arms, in the rain, embracing each other passionately and, in the depths of their love, in a fiery kiss.

Freya smiled to herself, God was helping her on purpose, right? Perhaps, when Kieran saw that it was raining and he was worried about her getting wet, he got soft?

She actually wants to rush downstairs to Kieran's building, hold a big bouquet of roses and beg him for forgiveness.

But she didn't know if he would be back there tonight, and instead of wandering around like a fly in the ointment, she should wait here.

He will definitely come.

She knew that the man she loved was the one with the softest heart.

No matter how harsh his words were, he had to be so heartbroken and distressed when she was hurt.

How could he let her stay in the rain!

The rain, which had been clattering and pelting down on her, suddenly did not feel like it was hitting her back.

When she lifted her face, she saw that a black umbrella was shaded over her head.

Freya was immediately overjoyed, she got up despite the pain in her ankle and tried to jump into the arms of the man in front of her.

She knew that he wouldn't really leave her.

When she looked clearly at the handsome face of the man in front of her, which carried a distinctly fierce aura, the joy on Freya's face instantly dissipated.

It's Jacob.

Freya doesn't like Regina, and by definition, she should hate her brother too.

However, looking at his face, which resembled Josiah's, she could not hate him.

Even, meeting his eyes with obvious concern, a wave of indescribable aggression grew in her heart.

It was as if Kieran had woken up and was standing in front of her, and she especially wanted to tell him how aggrieved she was inside.

"Mr. Wells, why did you come over?" Freya only opened her mouth before she realized that her voice was, inexplicably, mute.

"Freya, he's bullying you, isn't he?!" Jacob did not answer Freya's words, but asked with a dark and sullen face.

Obviously, his face with a fury sank so terribly, but looking at his face, Freya just felt indescribable warmth in her heart, and also more aggravated.

People are strange, when they are uncomfortable, they don't feel anything when no one cares, but if someone comes to care for you, they will feel extra aggravated. This is the case with Freya now.

Moreover, Kieran was really bullying her.

It's not enough that he can't think of her, he even doubts her feelings for him over and over again, how can there be such an unreasonable man in the world!

But she was obsessed and loved this unreasonable man.

Freya sniffled and tried to put on a smile, "Mr. Wells, I'm fine, thank you for holding umbrella for me, but it's getting late, you should go back first. I still have things to do."

She said she would stay here until she could wait for Kieran, and she kept her word.

"Freya, I will be here with you."

The umbrella in his hand blocked a large amount of raindrops for Freya, while most of his body was exposed outside the umbrella, and the rain, sliding down his body, washed away with impunity. Freya didn't want to owe Jacob any more favours, but she knew how stubborn he was and she didn't want to waste any more words with him if he didn't leave, she just lowered her eyes and quietly looked at the deepening cove of water on the ground.

Tonight, she was really too tired to say one more word, so she shut up and she didn't want to waste one more spittle.

The location is already a bit remote and the road is particularly empty after heavy rain.

Even if there are street lights, it is still odd to see a person crouching on the ground on a rainy night.

Luckily, she had someone to hold her umbrella for her, so Freya was not so frightened.

Fiddling with the stagnant water on the ground, Freya suddenly remembered that once, when she was a child, she was pissed off by Maximus and ran away from home on a rainy day, sitting in an isolated courtyard and crying uncontrollably.

It was the time when the heavy rain washed away her tears and also an umbrella that covered her head.

And the face of the teenager holding the umbrella for her slowly overlapped with Jacob's face.

Freya's ankle was hurting badly, she had just been drenched in the rain for most of an hour, her head was a little dizzy, and she had been unable to wait for the person she wanted to wait for, she was so aggrieved that she wanted to cry.

She lifted her face, which was so wet that she couldn't tell if it was rain or tears.

She said, "Kieran, I feel so bad inside."

The next second, her body was tightly wrapped in a pair of strong arms.

Jacob's voice was low and husky, but extraordinarily solemn, "Freya, as I said, I would not let others bully you again."

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As the rain poured down, a black Koenigsegg slowly drove past in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau. With the window rolled down, Kieran turned his face and saw Freya and Jacob, who were hugging each other tightly.