My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Hearing these words from Cealan, the cold hairs on Freya's back spine instantly stood up.

She did not want to marry Cealan.

Moreover, the vast Free State has now turned into a hell on earth, there are scars and blood everywhere, especially the hotel that was originally used for the wedding, it was the place where Cealan and Edward's people fought most fiercely. How can a wedding be held in that kind of blood-soaked place! It's creepy to think about! Freya was quite happy that Edward was dead, but she could not be happy when she thought that she was now in the hands of this demon, Cealan.

How could she marry another man when Kieran's body was still under the broken wall and he was still waiting for her to take him home! Also, there was Jaden and Jayla, as well as Fabian, Jacob and Bradley, and she did not know how they were doing now.

Earlier, Edward said that Arlo's forces had all been wiped out, and Bradley had disguised himself as one of the Scott family's men, had he, too, been killed?! She didn't know in what capacity Jacob and Fabian were hiding in this Free State, and if they were also involved in this strife, would they be dead or alive now? In a place like this, where there are tigers and wolves everywhere, without the blessing of Fabian and the others, Jaden and Jayla are bound to be in bad luck too! "Stahler, why don't you say anything? Is it because you're overjoyed at the thought of becoming my Cealan's bride soon?" Cealan smiled with a warm and affectionate face, but his body, stained with stinging bright red, he smiled like this, making people not feel the slightest bit of warmth, only making their scalps tingle.

"Cealan, | will not marry you! Letout of here, I'm going to find him!" The last trace of warmth in his eyes disappeared when Cealan saw that even though Layton was dead, Freya was still pining for him.

"Stahler, say it again!" "Cealan, | cannot marry you! You killed the man I loved the most, you are my mortal enemy, | can't wait to kill you, how can | marry you!" "The man you love most?!" Cealan sneered, "Freya, isn't the man you love the most Kieran?!" "Cealan, cut the crap with her! This woman is no good! She'll get you killed!" Helen couldn't see Cealan treating Freya so well, and she spoke up in a hurry.

Originally, Cealan really loathed Helen, but this time, after all, she had done a great service, and he was a man of mercy and grudges, and he could not be too merciless towards her.

But when she said that about Freya, he was still not happy in his heart.

"Helen, this is the last time! If you ever speak of Stahler like that again in the future, | will not forgive you!" Helen wanted to say something else, but thinking of the horrible experience she had had in the dungeon, she finally had the good sense to choose to shut up.

Cealan held the back of Freya's head, he was already very close to her, and he still took a step forward, "Stahler, you'll fall in love with me! You'll find that I'm better than Layton and Kieran!" "Stahler, I'll wait for you and fall in love withwith all my heart!" With that, he leaned his face down and his lips, went towards Freya's lips.

To be fair, Cealan is really exceptionally good looking.

Edward was already a rare and beautiful man, he inherited his virtues, and with his mother, who was also a great beauty, it would have been difficult for him to look bad.

His complexion is very white, as his eyes are so gloomy that they have a morbidly bloodthirsty look to them, but this still does not detract from his face, but, on the contrary, adds a bit of an evil, wild and mysterious air to his reserved and superior face.

It just didn't matter how good-looking Cealan was, his touch would only make Freya feel disgusted.

She jerked her face away from his lips, but he held the back of her head forcefully, as if he would not rest until he had achieved his goal.

A bad chill ran through Freya's heart, especially as the heavy smell of blood on Cealan's body made her gasp with discomfort.

She was just about to raise her hand so she could slap him hard and keep him from it when she heard several muffled grunts.

The many killers who had been standing like pillars of stone on the beach unexpectedly all collapsed to the ground in unison.

Cealan also noticed the scene and looked around him at Helen and Pete, who stood alone apart from him and Freya, and he blanched.

When he saw Kieran, who was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by Jonathan, slowly walking this way, he even paled.

Behind Kieran and Jonathan, they were followed by Fabian, Jacob, Bradley, Jaden, Jayla, and, in addition, a large number of elite men they had brought with them.

Taking advantage of Cealan's daze, Freya had already violently broken away from his embrace and rushed towards Kieran's direction with quick steps.

She was angry that he had not told her of his plan to cheat death, and that he had upset her for so long, but no matter how angry she was, it was not as good as the joy of having lost and found.

Her Kieran is still alive.

She knew that her Kieran was so clever and powerful, he didn't fall for others so easily and was blown to bits.

"Brother, stop Freya!" When Helen saw that Freya had dared to run, she hastened to speak to Pete, who was closer to Freya.

Hearing Helen's words, Pete hurriedly and quickly stepped forward and was about to grab Freya.

Only, before he could grab her wrist, he was shot so hard in the wrist that he couldn't muster the strength to grab her.

"Stop right there!" With such a shot to his wrist, Pete bared his teeth in pain, and his hatred for Freya grew stronger as he raised his other hand and aimed the gun in his hand directly at her back.

"Freya, if you take one more step forward, I'll shoot you! If you want to die, keep moving forward!" Before Pete could fire, his hand, which held the gun, took another shot.

The intense pain, which ran down the wound, fainted quickly, and before he could get a proper reprieve, he was shot several more times, and the gun he was holding, went straight out of his hand.

Pete looked incredulously in Kieran's direction, his hands, which were notoriously good in the Free State, had never thought that this man's marksmanship, which was so powerful, would leave him no chance to counterattack.

Jacob raised the gun in his hand with an expressionless face, all fury, but unable to suppress it in any way.

Obviously, the person who had just shot was Jacob.

Seeing that Pete could not get Freya over, Cealan took a direct hand himself, stepping forward quickly and grabbing her by the shoulders.

The gun in his hand was against the back of her head.

"Layton, | can't believe you're still alive! Tell your men to put down the guns in their hands, or I will kill her now!" No sooner had Cealan finished speaking than the sharp sound of a gunshot rang out abruptly in the air.