My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

She didn't know if she had put her phone on silent, in case Jayden and Jalay had sent another message.

If Caelan knew that she could contact the outside world and that the two little ones had come over here, the consequences would be unthinkable.

"Caelan, why did you come over?!" Freya asked with a defensive look as she quietly pressed the phone under the quilt.

Caelan had actually wanted to come over to see Freya for a long time, it was just that, the matter of Alistair had made him not know how to face her, so, for the past few days, he had chosen to avoid it.

When Dora told him that Freya had gone mad, his heart ached and worried, but he still didn't dare to come over to see her, because he felt that she had become mad because he had failed to protect Alistair and had given that old bastard Edward an opportunity to take advantage of her.

"Stahler, how do you feel now? Is there anything else uncomfortable about your body?" Making sure that Alistair was intact and carefree, Freya really couldn't be sad, but she should still act.

Freya silently thought in her heart that the time to test her acting skills had come.

Then she secretly rubbed her hands together, intending to compete with Caelan's acting skills.

"Caelan, my business is none of your business! You get the hell out of here! | don't want to see you!" Freya stared at Caelan with hatred, with a look that made her look like she could eat him alive.

"Stahler ......" Freya only slapped down the hand he extended towards her, "Caelan, don't touch me! You get the hell out of here! You give me back my Alistair!" "You're not getting out, are you? Fine, if you don't get out, I'll just kill you to avenge my Alistair!" With that, Freya grabbed a medical book on the bedside table and viciously smashed it at Caelan.

The book smashed heavily against Caelan's head, and he didn't dodge at all, looking as if he was at Freya's mercy.

"Stahler, as long as your heart can feel freely, | am willing to do anything you do to me!" Freya was stunned, how could she have ever imagined that this demon, Caelan, could also take on such a stance and be at the mercy of others.

Looking at the evil and handsome man in front of her, she couldn't help but think of the little Caelan she once had.

If only, he could always be Little Caelan, how wonderful it would be! That way, she would not have been able to bear it and would have been at loggerheads with him, but he was not Little Caelan, he was a murderous demon, he was a criminal with his hands stained with blood.

If he was around, countless people would suffer, their wives would be scattered, their families would be broken, and in this life, she was destined to be at odds with him! "Caelan, if you really want my heart to be happy, then you will die! You go and pay for my Alistair's life!" Freya violently pushed Caelan away from her, and she stared at him with red eyes, "Caelan, you'd better kill me! Otherwise, one day, | will personally take your life to avenge Alistair's death!" "Caelan, get the hell out of here! | never want to see you again in this life!" Caelan stepped forward, he really wanted to give her a good hug, but her emotions were getting more and more agitated, and he was afraid that his approach would irritate her even more.

He could only take a large step back in a wretched manner.

In his eyes, a rare bit of pleading coloured them, "Stahler, will you give me a chance to make it up to you? | won't lie to you, | will definitely avenge Alistair!" "Avenge Alistair? Then you should go to hell! Caelan, | just want you to die!" "Stahler ......" The ruthlessness on Caelan's face was gone, and there was only an indescribable sense of confusion and uncertainty.

He raised his hand, but in the end, he did not encircle Freya, and he turned around in a near panic, and rushed outside the room with quick steps.

After so many days, he still didn't know how to face her.

When he was stronger than Edward, when he had killed Alistair's enemy, he thought, at that time, he would be qualified to hold her in his arms.

After Caelan went out, Freya finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She quickly pulled out her phone and replied a message to the two little ones.

The door to the room, which had just been closed, was violently pushed open again, and Freya was startled when she thought it was Caelan who had returned.

The one who pushed the door in was not Caelan, but Kieran.

Freya didn’t know if it was her illusion, but as soon as he entered, she could smell the heavy smell of jealousy in the air.

The jealous king seemed to be jealous again.

Freya wanted to laugh.

Not holding it in, she burst out laughing.

"Freya, what are you laughing at?!" Kieran was jealous, but Freya suddenly laughed so happily, it's strange that she could be in a soothing mood! "Kieran ......" Freya was worried that there were ears through the wall, even if it was just the two of them, she couldn't call him Kieran anymore.

She cleared her throat and smiled like a flower, "Mr. Harper, when you came in, the air around here turned sour, are you jealous?" This woman dared to flirt with him like that, Kieran really wanted to take her in his arms and break her legs.

He turned his wheelchair and stepped forward, his eyes burningly staring at her, meeting the slyness in her eyes, his heart was instantly left with a warmth and softness that could not be melted.

"Freya, do not accept Caelan!" He did not admit that he was jealous, his cheek was really thick! Of course Freya could not be attracted to Caelan, however, she had to bargain.

"Mr. Harper, | demand fairness, and you are not allowed to let Melody throw herself at you again!" "Freya, | have no feelings for Melody, no feelings at all." Kieran spoke truthfully.

He didn't even want to touch her, so how could she have the chance to throw herself at him? Freya just loved hearing Kieran say that he didn't like other girls, and she was happy in her heart.

But she still spoke up, "Even hand holding is not allowed!" "Freya, my hand is only for you." Kieran said, and took Freya's hand.

Freya's cheeks were flushed, this man, who looked so ascetic and cool all day long, was so overwhelming when it came to flirting with her! She was not even satisfied with just holding hands anymore.

Freya knew that Kieran's flirtatious and shameless would be shown in front of her, but she just wanted to tease him, "Mr. Harper, do you like to talk sweetly to other women too?" "Freya, only to you!" With that, Kieran held the back of Freya's head and his lips then pressed down heavily.

His kiss was passionate, crazy, domineering and strong, with an irresistible and powerful possessiveness, and also, a little bit of jealousy to assert sovereignty after the extreme.

Freya was lost in this titillating intimacy, and Kieran's low, husky voice rang in her ears.

"Freya, do you want to fall in love openly?" "With Layton." "I'm Layton." Freya's heart trembled violently, he was, in this Free State, going to pair up with her without any concealment too? Before Freya could answer, the sound of a porcelain bowl shattering rang out at the door.

Freya turned her face, only to see Dora standing dumbfounded at the entrance of the room, with an appearance of a strong shock.