My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Chapter 606 Mr. Fitzgerald Threw Her Away

Most of the employees of the Fitzgerald's knew Freya, and although they all thought that Kieran had died in a car accident, the remaining authority of his still existed, so naturally the employees did not dare to stop Freya.

With an unobstructed route and Bradley's help, Freya rushed into Kieran's office.

Freya knew that there had been a lot of things going on at the Fitzgerald's recently, and at this hour, Kieran must not have had breakfast yet.

When she entered the office, she thoughtfully placed the lunch box on the coffee table to one side and whispered to him, "Brother, I made breakfast, why don't you have something to eat first?" All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Kieran wrinkled his eyebrows, a sentence ‘who allows you to cook’ almost came out of his mouth.

But in the end, it was reason that won out over emotion, and he tried to put on a carefree appearance and got up, "Freya, I told you to stop making a fool of yourself!"

As if she hadn't heard his words, Freya opened the food box on the coffee table and smiled with a pleasing face, "Brother, I've made fried eggs, small dumplings, and sandwiches, I've prepared a hearty breakfast, will you come over and try it?"

Kieran didn't say anything, his eyes were locked on Freya's face in a cold manner, such a deep sight, as if he really didn't have a trace of attachment to her anymore.

"Freya, what you make is too dirty for me!"

Freya's face turned white, but in a flash, she was back to her bright smile, "Brother, don't worry, my cooking is very clean! It's much more hygienic than the food in the hotels, so you can eat with ease. Brother, can't you be so kind as to have some of the loving breakfast I made for you?"

Kieran's hand was so strong that it swept the lunch box on the coffee table directly to the floor.

The sound of the lunch box hitting the ground was not really loud, but Freya felt that the lunch box had smashed a hole in her heart, hurting so badly that she couldn't breathe, so badly that her tears almost fell down indefinitely.

Freya looked up at the ceiling, trying to hold back her tears. She moved her lips, wanting to salvage something more, but before she could open her mouth, Kieran's cold, harsh voice came into her ears.

"Get out!"

Freya didn't want to get out, she wanted to stick to him, but she came over this morning to deliver the loving breakfast, and now, her carefully prepared loving breakfast had been ruthlessly slammed on the ground by him, he wouldn't eat the loving breakfast she prepared.

Freya subconsciously glanced at her hands. In order to make him eat more nutritious and hearty, she had, this morning, made several kinds of fillings for the dumplings.

She was a bit of a klutz when it came to cooking, and she accidentally cut her finger twice chopping the stuffing.

She despises women who like to play the pity game in front of men, but if playing the pity game can make Kieran change his mind, she is willing to try it.

Freya walked up to Kieran, and she held out her left hand in pity.

"Brother, I'm hurt."

Freya pouted as she displayed her injured finger in front of Kieran as she continued to play the pity game to the end, "Brother, I accidentally cut my hand when I was cooking this morning."

Seeing that Kieran was still indifferent, Freya added pitifully, "Brother, my hand hurts."

The moment he saw the wound on Freya's hand, Kieran almost couldn't restrain himself from rushing up and examining the wound on her finger.

But when he thought that she had to imagine him as his own brother even when she was in bed with him, his heart instantly chilled like ice again.

His lips curled in a sneer, and there was no trace of warmth in his eyes.

"Freya, even if you die of pain, it's none of my business!"

"Get lost! Don't ever appear in front of me again and make a fool of yourself!"

Men, when they are desperate, can be cruel!

Freya's body trembled violently, and if she hadn't held onto a side wall, she would have fallen to the ground.

But even though she was sad, she still managed to pull out a smile and said to Kieran, "Brother, even if you don't like me and you don't care about me anymore, I will still continue to appear in front of you. Because, you are my boyfriend! As long as I don't agree to break up with you, you'll still be my boyfriend!"

"Boyfriend?" Kieran sneered, "Freya, do you really think that I am so cheap? To be your boyfriend, I would only be disgusted from the bottom of my heart!"

"Brother, even if you feel disgusted, you can't change the fact that we're boyfriend and girlfriend!"

Freya knew that there were some things that needed to be stopped in moderation, she smiled brightly at Kieran, "Boyfriend, even if you don't eat my loving breakfast today, I will still bring you food

tomorrow."

"Well, since you like to make a fool of yourself, go on!"

Kieran snorted coldly with disdain and let out a voice that was as cool as a thorn, "But now, it's time for you to get lost!"

Freya actually wanted to pick up the food box on the floor. He already hated her enough, if the meal she brought also made such a mess in his office, he would have to hate her even more.

Only, before she could crouch down to pick up the food box that had landed on the floor, Kieran had already thrown her out of the office without pity.

Freya barely managed to steady herself, she was just about to leave, but Kieran's voice came into her ears.

"Come back!"

When she heard Kieran's voice, Freya thought he had changed his mind and she was overjoyed.

She turned around in a hurry and ran back to his office, asking excitedly and carefully, "Brother, can we go out for breakfast together?"

Kieran didn't say anything, he just pulled off the four-leaf clover silver bracelet on his left wrist with force.

After glancing at the two letters engraved on the inside of the bracelet, he grunted coldly and threw the bracelet viciously into the rubbish bin.

"Freya, take your stuff away, it's dirty!"

Freya turned her face stiffly as she looked at the silver bracelet wrapped in various scraps of paper in the trash, her face miserably white.

This is the token of her love to him, this is the promise that they will never leave each other.

But now, he ripped it off and threw it away.

The silver bracelet had her name’s initials on it, and throwing it away was as decisive as throwing her away.

Freya's chest hurt so much that she couldn't breathe. In fact, it was really quite easy to pick up a bracelet from inside a bin, but at this moment she didn't know what was wrong with her.

She had seen the bracelet from inside the bin, but she couldn't grab it.

Freya gripped the edge of the coffee table as she turned her face to look at Kieran with a clear begging in her voice, "Brother, it's really hard for me inside when you did this. Don't you treat me like this, okay?"