The Three Little Guardian Angels

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Chapter 2240” Colton put his coat on her shoulders. Freyja was stunned for a bit and looked

up at him.

He covered her in his coat. “The weather has changed a lot recently, and you‘re still

wearing such thin clothing. Aren‘t you afraid of catching a cold?”

Freyja‘s gaze shifted away. “Ms. Blueman came here today.” He responded with a light hum.

“I know.”

He stretched his arms around her shoulders and went back to the master bedroom with her.

The moment they entered through the door, Freyja grabbed him by his arm. “Don‘t you

have anything to ask me?”

Colton covered the back of her hand and turned to look at her.” Whenever you do

something, you must have your own reasons. Why would you think that I‘d question you

about this?” Freyja lowered her gaze. “I‘m sorry.”

Colton took her into his arms. “Don‘t make yourself feel upset, and if you‘re upset about

something, just come at me.”

He had always kept the doctor‘s suggestion not to provoke her emotions too much, not to

mention that he did not care much about such a trivial matter where she wanted to run a

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test on Deedee‘s medicine because of her doubts. She could run as many tests as she

wanted to.

She leaned into his arms and called him softly, “Colton.”

He responded with an inquisitive hum.

Freyja did not look up at him. “I‘m sleepy already. Can you accompany me to bed?”

Colton paused for a short moment, then picked her up horizontally and laughed out loud,

“You‘re so heavy.”

Freyja leaned against his shoulder. “It‘s your son who‘s heavy.” He placed her on the bed

and took off her shoes for her. “Yes, after all, I am carrying two people.” Colton helped her

lie down, lay down beside her, and held her hand. “Okay, now go to sleep.”

Freyja closed her eyes and felt his gentle breathing and body temperature, and drowsiness

gradually poured in.

The next thing she knew, it was already 8:00 p.m.when she woke up.

After she woke up, she did not see Colton until she went downstairs and saw a figure in the

kitchen.

Freyja walked to the dining table and sat down. Colton heard the movement and looked

back at the table. “You‘ve woken up?” She nodded. “I‘m hungry.”

He brought some food that he had prepared to the table. “Even if you‘re not hungry, our

son should be hungry already.”

Freyja looked at the nutritious dinner he had brought, picked up a spoon, and started

drinking the soup first. “This tastes pretty

good.”

Colton sat across from her, propped his hand against the side of his forehead, and stared at

her. “Of course, you’re looking at the chef here.”

She laughed. “Yes, the second son of the Goldmanns is a genius. There‘s nothing that he

can‘t do.”

He frowned. “You‘ve never called me properly.”

Freyja was stunned for a split second and met his slightly resentful gaze. After a while, her

lips moved slightly. “Cole?”

He was not satisfied. “Is this it?” She smiled. “Colly?”

Colton was rendered speechless.

He then crossed his arms and turned his face away. “You can call me whatever you want,

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but not Colly. It sounds so childish.”

‘It was still acceptable for Mom to call me Colly when I was younger, but my wife? That‘s so

embarrassing!

Freyja finished her dinner very quickly. She placed the silverware down and got up slowly.

“I‘m full already, and I‘ll leave the dishes to you, Colt.”

She then went upstairs.

Colton squinted slightly, returned to her senses, and realized what had just happened.

‘Colt... Well, that doesn‘t sound too bad.‘

The next day, Jessie parked her car at the entrance of Blackgold. She looked into the

rearview mirror, applied her lipstick, pushed the door open, and got out of the car.

She came to the administration department unimpeded as usual and just so happened to

meet Colton as he was walking out of the office. She then walked forward with a smile. “Mr.

Goldmann.”

Colton looked up at her and sounded rather polite. “Dr. Blueman, is everything okay?”

“About that... I went to see Deedee yesterday, but I think Ms. Pruitt

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seems to have misunderstood me.“, Jessie lowered her gaze and looked rather

embarrassed.

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