My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Freya wanted to break into a cussing fit and curse this madman to death.

But she was afraid that, if she could not restrain herself, Cealan would do something even more cruel to Alistair, so she could only bite her lips to death and stare at him with hatred, not saying a word.

"Hate life." Seemingly afraid that Freya wouldn't understand, Cealan then spoke, "The new medicine | developed is called Hate Life." "Stahler, do you know what it means to hate life? To hate life is, to float through life too bitterly, to regret being born into this world. Your baby, who will be in pain, regrets coming into this world." "Cealan, you devil!" Freya did not want to provoke Cealan, but when she thought of the endless pain Alistair would suffer next, she simply could not restrain her emotions.

"Yes, I'm a devil, and what good can cto this wild bastard who has fallen into the hands of the devil! No good will cto him!" "Oh yes, Stahler, | seem to have forgotten to tell you what happens to you when you are injected with hate for life." "His body, soon, will be covered with long white hairs that will be painful and itchy! He will becan inhuman monster! The world will look upon him with disdain and ridicule, and he will be worse than dead!" Freya's heart seized fiercely, how could she not have imagined that hating life could be so poisonous? She could almost think of how much blank stares and ridicule Alistair would suffer in the future if he were covered in long white hairs and his different appearance.

She hated that she could not, in fact, cut Cealan into a thousand pieces.

However, at this time, she could not kill Cealan by a thousand cuts, her Alistair and Jayla's lives were still in his hand, and he could make her suffer the pain of execution with a casual movement of his hands and feet.

"Stahler, | have a bad temper, so you'll have to behave yourself and not makeangry! Otherwise, | don't know, what other goodies I'll give to this wild bastard!" "Oh, and that little slave you gave birth to, now that she has a master, | will account for her master and take good care of her!" When he said the word "take care of", Cealan deliberately drew a long tone, and Freya knew with his toes that his so-called care was definitely not a good thing.

Now, Alistair is still under her nose, she can't see Jayla, she doesn't even know what kind of torture she is undergoing.

Freya did not want to give in to Cealan, she really did not want to bow down to a demon, but for the sake of her two babies not to undergo more torture, she could only grit her teeth and beg him for mercy.

"Cealan, please, don't hurt Alistair and Jayla anymore, okay? I'm really willing to do whatever you wantto do, | just beg you, don't hurt them again!" "Look, Stahler, how good you are like this! You're so good, and | don't have to think day in and day out about what goodies to give your babies!" "Stahler, you know, I've always wanted to marry you, and tonight, we'll get married!" Hearing Cealan's words, Freya's face changed greatly.

She died not wanting to marry Cealan.

But if she didn't say yes to him, she couldn't protect her Alistair and Jayla.

"Why don't you refuse, Stahlery? | wanted to give this child smore goodies! If you don't refuse, how can | give them goodies?" Cealan sneered as he half squatted down and frivolously pinched Freya's chin, his eyes full of malice, "Stahler, I'm waiting for you to refuse!" "Cealan, let's get married!" Freya spoke through clenched teeth, her heart was dripping blood and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, she still repeated the words she had just said, "Let's get married." "But Stahler, | don't want to marry you that badly anymore! Beg me! Begto marry you or face the consequences!" Freya was so angry that she really wanted to bite Cealan to death, but he fiercely pinched her soft spot, and even if she was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, she had to bow her head and beg him.

"Cealan, please, please ......" marry......

Freya could not say the latter words.

How can you beg him if you don't love him and don't want to marry him! "Begwhat?" Cealan deliberately pretended to look like he didn't understand Freya's words, he spoke with a smile, "Stahler, if you don't finish your words, how can | know what exactly are you beggingfor?!" Shit! What a shame! Freya was so angry that she wanted to burst into foul language, but when she thought of him pinching her lifeline, she still gritted her teeth and spoke, "Cealan, please, please marry me!" Hearing Freya's words, Cealan's beady eyes were finally tinged with laughter.

He maliciously leaned close to Freya's face and spoke ambiguously and grimly, "Freya, not only will you begto marry you! Tonight, you will also begto want you!" After saying this, as soon as Cealan lifted Alistair, he led him towards the door.

Looking at the closed door, Freya was so angry that she almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

She'd rather be bitten by a mad dog than have him want her! After the anger, Freya's heart, again, was filled with sadness.

That's true, but she really wanted to avoid it, and it was much harder to do so.

Alistair's life was completely in the hands of Cealan, and she hadn't even seen Jayla.

In her life, it is true that she only wanted to be with Kieran, but she couldn't, either, stand by and watch her children die.

The one who dies cannot be Jayla and Alistair, then, it can only be her, Freya.

Perhaps, when she dies, all his hatred will dissipate and he will not, in turn, continue to torment Alistair and Jayla.

With her mind made up, Freya did not panic as much as she did in the face of the approaching evening.

She tried to move her arms and legs, but they were still weak. She didn't have an acupuncture kit on her now, nor did she have any medication with her, and she was too lazy to continue tossing and turning when she had medical skills she couldn't perform.

She was just waiting for evening to come! It was really hard to lie on the cold floor, and Freya moved with difficulty, still wanting to go back to bed and stay there.

Before she could climb back into bed, the door to her room was violently kicked open.

Freya thought that it was that devil, Cealan, who had cback again, but who knew that it was a tall, stocky woman who was standing at the door.

The woman's face was quite beautiful, but because her eyes were so sharp and ruthless, she was not a good person at first glance.

"You are Freya?!" Sylvie stared coldly at Freya, the more she looked at her exquisite and stunning face, the more the resentment in her eyes, the more it blazed.

Without waiting for Freya to say anything, Sylvie continued, "Cealan is my husband! Freya, you seduced my husband, you are shameless! However, my husband also knows that you are shameless, so he askedto send you a few more men over, so that they can replace him and marry you in advance!"