My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

When Freya woke up, she found that she was inside a completely unfamiliar room.

As far as the eye can see, it is a blinding red, like, well, a new house.

On the windows, there are also delicate, large red wedding letters, which are blinding in any way.

Thinking of what had happened before she passed out, Freya's heart was disturbed to the extreme.

She scrambled to lower her head and checked her clothes; fortunately, she was still wearing her original clothes and there hadn't been any marks on her body that shouldn't have been there.

"Stahler, you're finally awake." At the sound of the voice, Freya jerked her face around and she saw Cealan rising from a chair to the side and walking unhurriedly towards her.

In his arms, he was also holding a tiny baby, and even without seeing the little baby's face, she knew that this was her Alistair.

Freya's eyes were sore and tears almost rolled down as she stared deeply at Alistair in Cealan's arms.

"Cealan, give Alistair back to me!" Freya stretched out her hand and tried to snatch Alistair from Cealan's arms, but as soon as she moved, she realised that her body was so terribly weak that she could not exert any strength.

Seeing Freya fall to the ground, Cealan's brow knitted, but thinking of her heartlessness and cruelty towards him, he didn't reach out and pull her up after all.

He looked down at her like a king on high, looking at an ant that he could trample to death with one foot.

"Stahler, | have never been a good man! Those who betrayand deceiveshould all pay the price!" "Cealan, | did not betray you! I've never liked you, so what's the betrayal?! Cealan, where is Jayla? You giveback both Jayla and Alistair!" "Stahler, you betrayed me!" Hearing Freya say that he had never liked him, Cealan's eyes instantly turned scarlet.

He stared deadly at Freya and spoke word for word, "Stahler, you said that you would marry me! You waited forto marry you! But you didn't keep your promise, you married Kieran!" "You gave birth to three children for Kieran! You cheatedagain and again for him, and even, tried to putto death!" "Stahler, | could die for you, yet, you wantto die, what on earth do you takefor!" Think of him as what? Murderous devils! Criminals who deserve to die! But Freya did not dare to say.

Now, Alistair and Jayla are in his hands, even though her heart is burning with anger, she cannot offend Cealan ruthlessly.

"Little Cealan, once upon a time, was indeed a friend | cared for! But little Cealan is not like you! Little Cealan has been wronged, yet he still has a conscience, he would not harm an innocent child!" "What about you, Cealan? You've taken my children, you've hurt them over and over again! Cealan, don't you dare make one more mistake!" Cealan laughed, only when he smiled, his eyes becmore and more condensed and frightening, "Stahler, as | said, | can't go back long ago!" "Heh! Conscience? You think that | have no conscience. Stahler, feel your own heart, do you have a conscience? Stahler, you have no conscience! If you really had a conscience, you wouldn't have been so cruel to me!" "You hurt me, lied to me, deceived me, and wrongedfor the sake of Kieran, your conscience has been eaten by dogs! Kieran is nothing! | once died for you, Stahler, you did this to me, have you ever regretted it?" Freya wants to say that there are no regrets.

Never regret it.

For, long ago, he had ceased to be Little Cealan, and she had no shin a murderous demon, no matter how ruthless.

But, she still cannot say.

"You don't regret it." Cealan spoke to himself, "Stahler, if you had half a heart for me, you wouldn't have, that day at the seaside, letfall into the vast ocean, but not been willing to grab my hand!" "Stahler, you're sorry!" "Cealan, | know you hate me, I'll give you my life, will you spare Alistair and Jayla? The person you hate is me, please, don't hurt the innocent, okay?" Cealan did not answer Freya's words, but his eyes glanced inexplicably at Alistair in his arms.

"Stahler, when you make a mistake, you have to be punished. What kind of punishment is it to kill you?! | want you to be in pain, | want you to be in pain! | want you to see the one you love most suffer, | want you to live like you're dying!" With that, a syringe appeared in Cealan's hand, as if by a trick.

When he saw the syringe, Freya's face changed tically.

Fearing that he might hurt Alistair, she struggled to get up from the ground and tried to grab the syringe from his hand.

But Cealan did not know what he had injected into her, no matter how hard she tried, her body was as limp as a ball of cotton, unable to exert any strength at all.

"Stahler, it's useless, you can't save Kieran's children, no one can save them! Stahler, you owethis! You owemore than you can ever repay in your next life!" Freya shook her head vigorously, she didn't owe Cealan anything, she really didn't owe him anything.

As children, they did live together, he protected her, but she also defied life to protect him.

Later, when she was pregnant with Alistair and was about to give birth, he cruelly took her away and destroyed her face, making her mute.

Leaving her separated from her children and unable to return to her home.

She could never forget the torture he had inflicted on her, and she really didn't know what she owed him! "Cealan, don't hurt Alistair, please don't hurt him! Please!" A man like Cealan, who cannot be reasoned with, will not listen to her, so Freya can only keep begging him, but he is not moved by her pleas.

He casually set Alistair aside on the sofa, and with the syringe in his hand, he stabbed him viciously in the arm.

"Nol" Freya struggled to crawl on the ground, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead in her anxiety, but she still couldn't get close to Cealan fast enough to stop him.

She could only watch as he injected a syringe full of drugs into Alistair's body as much as he could.

Freya didn't know what kind of drug Cealan had injected Alistair with, but, she knew that it was, for sure, not something good.

Alistair looked distressed to the extreme, his face, which was horribly red, then, turned a sickly bruise.

Freya was just about to question what exactly Cealan had injected Alistair with, but he turned his face and looked at her with a grim smile and spoke, "Stahler, guess what goodies | gave him!"