My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

"Stahler!" Cealan roared, tearing his heart out.

The moment Freya lost consciousness completely, she heard Cealan's painful voice, "Stahler, wake up! As long as you wake up, | won't hurt those two children of yours again!" Even though he knew that he was in grave danger, Freya's heart becinstantly relieved.

She made it.

The damage that has been done cannot be undone, but from now on, Cealan will not harm Alistair and Jayla again.

This has been, for the best, the result.

"Stahler!" Cealan held Freya very, very tightly, hating the fact that he could not rub her into his body.

But no matter how tightly he held her, she still had no intention of waking up, and all he could do was watch her wrists bleed incessantly, her face was increasingly white without the slightest hint of life.

Cealan reached out his hand and gently caressed Freya's face, he was so sore that he could not, for the life of him, bear all the pain for her.

He felt that he was really extraordinarily ridiculous, and he hated Freya.

She had deceived him and betrayed him, he hated her, he wanted to take mad revenge on her, so he went to great lengths to capture her two children, he wanted to make her hurt, he wanted to torture her severely.

But seeing her lying so weak and pale in his arms, he realised that all the torture he was inflicting on her was, in fact, even more so on himself.

He loved her so much that it hurt him when she was in pain.

What is he doing this for! The doctor was soon brought over and he kept shaking his head as he stopped Freya's bleeding.

After that twhen she was disfigured and poisoned into mute by Cealan's injection of drugs, Freya's physique becsomewhat special.

Ordinary drugs such as ecstasy, poison, and softening pills would not work on her at all. In order to keep her from running around this time, Cealan had trapped her by injecting her with a drug that he had specially developed to make people weak.

The kind of medicine that Cealan gave her conflicted with the medicine used to stop the bleeding, and the doctor changed several medications to stop Freya's bleeding, but her wound continued to bleed.

If the flow continues like that, even with a blood transfusion, there is only to die.

"Why is she still bleeding?" Cealan's eyes were red with fear, "Stop her bleeding now! If anything happens to her, I'll bury all of you with her!" All the doctors on the island had been called in and everyone was scrambling to stop Freya's bleeding, but to little avail.

The only way to keep her alive was to stop the bleeding while she was being given a blood transfusion.

Freya's blood type was special, and on this island, there was no stored Rh-negative blood type at all, and Cealan knew that she had Rh-negative blood type, so he rolled up his own sleeve straight away and instructed the doctor, "Use my blood!" The doctors were trembling. With Freya's incessant bleeding, they were afraid that even if they drained Cealan's blood, they might not be able to bring her back.

Cealan knew the hesitation in the doctors’ hearts, and his eyes swept over their faces like blood, "Even if it drains my blood, we must bring Stahler back to life!" How dare the doctors really drain Cealan's blood, but he had ordered them to do so, so they didn't dare not draw his blood.

None of them were stupid and could see how much Cealan cared for Freya, they would have to fight tooth and nail to bring her back to life, otherwise, given the Lord's character, none of them would want to live.

With their lives hanging by a thread, people's minds turn extraordinarily fast, and these doctors, after all, cup with a way to stop Freya's bleeding.

Watching his own blood, slowly flowing into Freya's body from the infusion tube, Cealan's face, in a rare moment, had tenderness written all over it.

Stahler, did you see that? You have my blood in you, as if, our two lives are linked together.

Stahler, wake up quickly, | won't hurt you again, let's stay together for a long time, OK? Freya's wounds had stopped bleeding, she had been given blood transfusions and her wounds had been stitched up, but she still hadn't woken up because of the kind of drugs she had been injected with earlier.

Her condition, the doctors found, was not promising.

In all likelihood, it will never wake up again.

Even Cealan had not expected that the kind of drug he had injected into Freya would produce such a bad result.

That kind of drug, indeed, had a certain effect of destroying a person's nerve centre, but if it had not been injected for a long time, it would not have produced irreversible results.

But he had never counted on the fact that Freya would slit her wrists to kill herself, and that the medicine, which had clashed with the medicine to stop the bleeding, had caused terrible damage to her body, because it was a new medicine he had developed and had never been tested before, so no one knew what would becof Freya.

Looking at Freya, who was lying motionless on the bed, Cealan felt pain and regret, but no matter how much he regretted, there were things that had already happened and could never be undone.

What made him regret it even more was what he had done to Alistair.

On impulse, he injected Alistair with Hate Life, but he had no antidote for it.

He could only watch as Alistair's body, overnight, was covered with long white hairs.

Cealan sat by Freya's bedside with Alistair in his arms, his heart panicking like never before.

Even if she woke up and looked at Alistair like that, she would never forgive him.

Never forgive him ......

Jayla and Leo were thrown into slavery at the Chapman family.

For thousands of years, the Chapman family ruled this island, which was separate from the rest of the world.

Stago, on this island, a brutal war took place.

Sylvie and her brother vied for dominion of the island.

The old islander handed over the rule of the island to Sylvie, but her brother, unwilling to be under his sister, used his power against her.

Cealan, who happened to be trying to quietly move his forces at the time, discovered the island and used his forces to help Sylvie, who had fallen on hard times, to quell the rebellion, and his large elite forces, who had taken the opportunity to move to the island.

Right now, Sylvie is the nominal owner of the island, and the actual control of this island is actually in the hands of Cealan.

Apart from an older brother, Sylvie has two younger sisters. Jayla and Leo, at this time, are working as little slaves in the compound of her youngest sister, Darcey Chapman.

As soon as they were thrown into this compound, Jayla and Leo were arranged to clean the backyard, and up to now, they hadn't even eaten half a grain of rice.

Before she met Kieran, although Freya did not have much money on hand, she had never let the two little ones go hungry or suffer from cold.

"Leo, are you hungry?" After sweeping the floor all morning, Jayla was so tired that her little hands trembled. She quietly put down the broom in her hand when the steward didn't notice, wanting to be rest for a while.

Before Leo could answer, a sharp female voice rang through the air, "Jayla, who told you to slack off! Get your ass over here and kneel down and wipe my shoes clean!"