My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Christ's pupils, at a speed visible to eye, rapidly turned red, and eventually, turned directly into a sea of blood and hell.

He hadn't really expected that Quinn would use such vicious words to humiliate Kiki! Yes, in his last life, during the twhen Quinn had just returned to the country, he had indeed tormented Kiki ruthlessly, repeatedly attempting to rape her and verbally humiliating her.

But then, Quinn was also in love with Kiki.

Christ's eyes were complicated as he stared at the cold and arrogant smiling Quinn in front of him, and he subconsciously hugged the terribly light Kiki in his arms tightly.

Later on, Quinn was treating Kiki like an eye sore.

When he thought of how he had hurt Kiki later on, how much he would regret it! But no matter how much Quinn regretted it when the tcame, in this life, he would never push her into his arms again! He didn't have the leisure to compete with him here, so he hugged her and rushed towards the outside of the box.

The eyes of Quinn could not be restrained from narrowing as he watched the back of Kiki, who was being held tightly by Christ, and his eyes were filled with distress and disappointment that he himself could not understand.

He felt as if, something very important to him, had been carried away.

In the blink of an eye, Christ had already left the box with Kiki in his arms, and Quinn's eyes, as if possessed, were glued to the large patch of bright red on the floor of the box.

There was no doubt that it was Kiki's blood.

How could she bleed so much?! Didn't she just sit on the floor and vomit, can someone tell him how she lost so much blood? Quinn really didn't know what was wrong with him, obviously, he was high-minded and proud. Kiki's disdain for him back then made him hate her to the bone, obviously, he could squeeze that woman to death. Why, when he thought of her bleeding so much, he would feel a hundred times worse than if he bled himself? He got up from the sofa and staggered just one step in the direction of the shattered glass.

Apparently, there were quite a few fragments that lodged in Kiki's body.

Quinn violently grabbed a wine bottle and viciously smashed them in front of Jeremiah and Raphael, "How dare you treat her like that?!" Jeremiah and Raphael were both baffled by Quinn's sudden anger, they both looked at each other. They remembered that it was Quinn who had just given Kiki to them.

And letting them have their fun.

They hadn't even been able to have fun yet, but he was questing them! Jeremiah and Raphael were very aggrieved, especially Jeremiah who had just been given a fat beating by Christ was even more aggrieved, but none of them dared to say these words to Quinn.

Because at this moment, Quinn was really too terrifying, as he rubbed the glass shards on the ground that were stained with Kiki's blood bit by bit, as if, going off the rails.

Jeremiah and Raphael weakly glanced at each other, they all felt that Quinn hated Kiki to the bone, why now, they felt Quinn loved Kiki? Christ carried Kiki directly to the hospital.

When she was in the box, Kiki was still somewhat conscious in a daze, but by the the carried her to the car, she had already fallen into a complete coma.

As soon as she arrived at the hospital, Kiki was wheeled into the emergency room.

Acute alcoholism with gastric perforation.

Christ fidgeted and waited outside the emergency room for a long tbefore Kiki was pushed out of the emergency room.

The ones who resuscitated Kiki were a few old doctors, who did not know the famous Arkpool City Mr. Birkin, and they looked at him with obvious disapproval on their faces.

"What do you have against the girl? She has such a weak stomach, and you still let her drink so much strong wine, you want to kill her, don't you?!" If someone had dared to shout at him in the past, he would have already abused that person.

But this time, he was taught a lesson, and there was no half-hearted anger in his heart, only the pain inside.

He would rather cut himself to death by a thousand cuts, than let her suffer half the pain.

"Doctor, how is she now?" Christ nervously grabbed the arm of a male doctor and asked anxiously.

"She's not well, she needs to be taken care of from now on! This tshe was saved, if you make another scene like this, you'll be waiting for someone to collect her body!" Apparently, the old doctor took Christ for a perverted domestic violence man, and she gave him a disgusted look, took off her mask, and headed for her office.

In the VIP ward, Christ wrinkled his brows as he looked at Kiki, who was lying quietly on the hospital bed, with distress.

She was very unwell ......

Yes, after being cruelly tortured for five years, a body of iron cannot hold up, let alone, her body had never been considered strong. How could she be well! Christ reached out his hand and he gently rubbed her face.

At the corner of her lips, there was still dried blood, and because her face was so white, the smear of red looked extraordinarily frightening.

As he traced her eyebrows bit by bit, he suddenly remembered what Jeremiah had said in the box earlier.

Mr. Birkin, you don't have to care about a bitch you throw away.

Yes, and prisoner.

Christ's heart hurt so much that he could barely breathe. The once radiant Kiki was now mentioned as nothing more than a woman he threw away, and had been in prison.

It was he who destroyed all of Kiki's pride with his own hands! He was also the reason why she was trampled on so casually! "Kiki, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......" Christ wanted to give her his heart, but he knew in his heart that she didn't value it and he didn't deserve her value.

He still remembered how frightening the bruises on her hands were.

If he had gone any later, she would have been hurt, not just her hand.

Jeremiah would also force her to kneel on the pile of broken glass.

Once Kiki was so high and mighty, how dare they bully her like this? But now Kiki, as if she were a beggar, could have her dignity trampled on with impunity.

The force in Christ's hand tightened abruptly, and Kiki, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly frowned in pain.

He thought that he was hurting her, so he let go of her hand in a panic, but even after he let go of her hand, her brow was still furrowed, as if she was suffering from something worse than death.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" Kiki's face was wrinkled in pain as she wriggled herself in near despair, "Don't cover, don't cover!" "I'm not eating! I'm not eating!" "Don't kill my child! Please, don't kill my child!" "Ahhhhhhh!1!" Desperate, like a small beast driven into a desperate situation, her voice sounded extraordinarily hoarse and unpleasant because of the excessive pain, but also, it made Christ hurt inside.