My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Freya knew how serious it was this tand she panicked inside, but soon she forced herself to calm down.

All of New Life's clothing, aimed at children, is made of the best fabrics, so even if children's skin is more delicate, there will never be any allergies! Especially in cases like skin ulcers! Freya calmly looked at the phone in her hand, her fingertips gently sliding on the phone screen, countless unpleasant comments rushed into her eyes.

"Freya is so vicious! She knows that all the clothes are for children, and she still uses this poisonous fabric! People nowadays don't even care about other people's lives in order to make black-hearted money!" "I used to really like Freya, but this t| have to say that she's gone too far! She's so crazy about getting rich that she would use poisonous fabrics to make children's clothes! How bad it is to spend tens of thousands to buy clothes for your child, only to get a skin ulcer in return!" "Yeah, it's awful! It's like paying for suffering! Such crooked businessmen deserve to die!" "A child's skin is so delicate. Freya is just heartless enough to use poisonous fabrics for children's clothing! It's heartbreaking to see this child's skin festering like this! Freya has children too, if she has the guts, let her child wear clothes made of this poisonous fabric!" "Freya is already married to Mr. Fitzgerald, and she's not short of money! Not lacking in money but still desperately trying to amass money, she is really bad in nature!" "That's right! How could Mr. Fitzgerald be fond of such a vicious woman? Mr. Fitzgerald should divorce Freya! Mr.

Fitzgerald's reputation should never be ruined by such a bad person!" "Mr. Fitzgerald should divorce Freya!" The overwhelming tirade against Freya on the inteeventually turned into calls for Kieran to divorce her.

Freya knew that the netizens spoke so harshly only because they were misled and misunderstood her, but she was still sad when she watched those people hurling abuse indiscriminately.

Obviously, she has been trying very hard to make life better and better, and has the ability to help more people to live a better life as well, but she has been misunderstood and denied tand tagain, her heart will be cold.

Initially, only three children were exposed online as being allergic to wearing clothes of New Life, but now, six children have developed allergies as a result of wearing clothes of New Life.

The children all had skin ulcers of varying degrees, the most serious one was a four-year-old girl Dolcie, whose face had developed skin ulcers. Judging from the photos alone, it was already disastrous.

Dolcie's parents were grief-stricken to the core to see their daughter in this state.

Dolcie was their beloved daughter. How could they, as parents, bear it when their once cute daughter had becdying and her body was still festering! The parents of these children had taken their children to hospital, but the doctors could do nothing about it.

After laboratory tests, they were all wearing clothes that had more or less toxins on them, but they simply could not think of a good way to detoxify these children.

The hospital couldn't even cure them, and these parents were completely devastated, and their initial anxiety and heartache transformed into resentment towards World and towards Freya.

The situation of these children continues to deteriorate and the parents are distraught. After the situation of these children was exposed online, many volunteers rushed to the hospital to help, but the volunteers could not improve the situation on these children, and the only role they could play was to frantically help the parents to crusade for justice against Freya online.

Although the World was opened by Freya, Kiki and Freddie together, the legal representative was Freya, and coupled with the fact that someone was deliberately directing public opinion, everyone's anger was wildly poured on Freya.

Demons, poisonous women, snakes and perverts ...

More and more unpleasant words rushed into Freya's eyes, her fingertips shaking uncontrollably, and her heart trembling with pain.

She never intended to create World just to raise money.

She did want to work hard to earn money, more than that, to fulfil the dream Freddie once had.

She never squandered the money she earned recklessly, she took the vast majority of it to the orphanage she and Kiki founded.

Recently she has also been planning a new Hope Primary School. Children in the city are chasing a better education and parents are desperately trying to buy school houses, but the fact that children in the mountains can go to school was hard to reach.

Freya has no noble sentiments to save the world, but she hopes that there will be more and more children thrive in the sunshine.

Her heart was so wretched that even as she tried to keep her composure, her hand shook so much that she nearly lost her grip on the phone, and just as she thought it was about to slip from her hand, a large, warm hand clutched hers tightly.

"Freya, | am with you." Freya's eyes were sore, she could no longer control the aggression in her heart, she jumped hard into Kieran's arms, "Mr. Fitzgerald, I'm very sad." It's really hard to be misunderstood, and she doesn't like to be slandered.

"Freya, | won't let anyone bully you." Kieran is as tall as a tree, able to shield her from all storms.

Freya did not say anything, just nestled quietly in Kieran's arms.

She felt that this world is really quite amazing. Obviously, just now, her heart was so hard and full of wretchedness, but now, being embraced by him, she suddenly felt that she was not afraid of anything anymore.

Ahead, even if there are thorns, she is not afraid.

She knew that if Kieran stepped in, he could help her solve all her problems, but she didn't want to reply on him, she wanted to beca better person, and she wanted to hear everyone say it pertinently, that she, Freya, could be worthy of Mr. Fitzgerald.

A hug gave Freya endless strength as she burst out of Kieran's arms and clicked on Dolcie's photo to scrutinise the pus-filled wounds on her body.

When she got a good look at the wounds on her body, Freya's heart couldn't help but stutter.

Dolcie's symptoms at this moment looked like the skind of medicine that was poured on her body that day at the cemetery when Regina had someone pour it on her! The nof that medicine is called Bloom. The skin opens up, the rotting skin slowly dripping pus, as if a flower had bloomed on the body, without the beauty of a thousand flowers in full bloom, only the pain and despair of life withering.

Regina! The one who started it all was Regina!