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My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Chapter 918 Kieran, Are You a Man
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Freya didn't expect her stomach to growl so indisputably in front of Kieran and Jacob, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

When she was pregnant, she still ate very little, but she couldn't stand to be hungry at all. When she was a little hungry, her stomach would rumble, as if the baby inside her was protesting.

"He was generous to you?" "What?" Not waiting for Freya to react, Jacob added coolly, "Letting you go hungry is being generous to you?!" Seeing that Jacob had misunderstood Kieran again, Freya subconsciously defended him, "I have just eaten, but | just more easily bechungry. Mr. Wells, you misunderstood, how could Mr. Fitzgerald possibly letgo hungry!" Freya felt quite strange too, ever since that day when Jacob said to her that he would be her elder brother, inexplicably, she had a kind of awe for him.

Maybe it's because he looks so much like Josiah, seeing him is really like seeing her brother.

Jacob was very dissatisfied with Freya's answer, and he just stared at Kieran sorrowfully.

Kieran felt the extremely displeased gaze from his brother-in-law, but he had no tto pay attention to others now, he only wanted to care for the girl beside him.

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"Freya, you're hungry, aren't you?" Kieran glanced at her still flat belly, "I'll go and make you sfood." Seeing two men talking all around her stomach, even if Freya was thick-skinned, she was a bit embarrassed.

She slapped her stomach, why did it growl in front of others? Seeing that Kieran had so sensibly gone to cook something for Freya, Jacob felt less angry.

Freya couldn't let him cook, she clutched Kieran's hand, "Mr. Fitzgerald, | will cook and we'll eat together." Kieran's health condition is kept secret from the public, except for the Fitzgerald family, as well as Fabian and Bradley, people outside really don't know that he has been struck by Silence.

When Jacob saw that his sister was pregnant and still had to serve this man dinner, his face turned pale.

What a man! He wants to break his sister's legs at the drop of a hat, he doesn't know how to show mercy, and now, he wants a pregnant woman to cook for him! Jacob is so angry that he wants to beat Kieran! As Jacob was just about to do it, Kieran held Freya's hand, "Freya, I'm fine, | can still cook a meal for you!" Saying that, Kieran carried her back to the sofa, tied on his apron and went into the kitchen.

In fact, the meals could have been made by the maids at Kelsington Bay, but Freya preferred his home-cooked food and he was happy to cook for her.

Seeing that Kieran had the sense to behave, Jacob's face did not continue to darken.

He glanced at Freya who was fidgeting on the sofa, "Freya, just let him cook from now on! Cooking is a man's business, you're a woman, what's the point of getting involved!" Freya glanced at Jacob, she felt that his words seemed to make sense, but then she felt that something was not quite right.

Not wanting to disprove Jacob, she nodded gently, but she was still uneasy about Kieran's health, and with a glance at him, she walked quickly towards the kitchen.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, I'm idle outside, how about | help you cook together?" "No!" Kieran didn't give Freya the slightest chance to cook, "Get out and wait!" Freya really didn't want to let Kieran, who was sick, do the housework, but his attitude was too firm, so she could only go out and wait for dinner.

Jacob was happy when Kieran took the initiative to cook, but in the blink of an eye, Freya went to help in the kitchen.

Seeing his sister spoiled Kieran, he was upset to the extreme.

Seeing Freya cout from inside the kitchen, Jacob's heart was not so upset anymore.

For the sake of his sister not to be bullied in the future, Jacob decided to teach her a good lesson.

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"Freya, no more cooking! | just said, cooking is a man's business, not yours!" "And don't spoil men! No man is good, the more you spoil them, the more lawless they become!" Freya lifted her face and looked at Jacob. She really didn't expect that Mr. Wells would say that.

She actually wanted to say, "Mr. Wells, you say that no man is good, is it possible that you are not a man?” But she was afraid that if she said that, it would make him annoyed, so she said politely, "Mr. Wells, what you said is not all right, there are indeed many bad men, but Kieran is the best one. Mr. Wells, | know you genuinely treatlike a sister now and wantto be good, but you really don't have to worry that Kieran will bully me, he really treatsvery, very well." Jacob had a sullen face at this.

Wasn't she supposed to say that no man under the sun was good except for her brother? How cnow her brother and father are no good, and only the man who abducted her is the best? Jacob's face was still dark until Kieran had prepared four dishes and brought them to the table.

Freya did not intend to invite Jacob to join her for dinner, and she thought that Kieran would give him an expulsion order, but when she was preparing the dishes, Kieran would help him get a set.

Jacob accepted Kieran's service with a straight face as he picked up his chopsticks and took a piece of fish.

He was going to pick on his brother-in-law, but he didn't expect his cooking to be so good and impeccable.

Forget it, for the sake of his good cooking skills, he will not pick on him tonight! But if he ever bullies his sister in the future, he'll settle scores with him! After eating, Jacob explained a lot more about Freya's pregnancy before he fondly left.

Freya was dumbfounded and confused when she heard him say the notes, how cshe had never realized that the so cold and arrogant Mr. Wells had a side that was even more nagging than a mother? So scary! However, it warms the heart.

As soon as Jacob left, Freya ran to Kieran and took his pulse.