My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

"Let go of me! Don't you guys touch me!" More and more hands were grabbing at her body, Melody was so anxious that she wanted to find her mobile phone and call Arlo, so that he could bring someone to rescue her and teach these unruly people a hard lesson in the process, but sadly, she couldn't find her mobile phone.

Soon, Melody was grabbed out of the pigsty by this group of people, tied up with ropes fiercely and dragged back to be a daughter-in-law for the fool.

Freya stayed outside for a long time, waiting for Kieran to return from dealing with the matter before she returned to the old mansion of the Harper family.

As soon as she arrived outside the old mansion, she saw Kieran who was sitting motionlessly in his wheelchair.

Freya was wearing a long sleeveless floral dress, and as soon as he raised his face, he saw the bandage on her shoulder.

His eyes, which had been calm and unruffled, instantly picked up wind and waves as he turned the wheel and quickly reached her, grabbing her hand tightly.

"Freya, you're hurt!" Freya's wound, in fact, didn't hurt that much anymore, but thinking that she would almost never see him again today, her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

Kieran was already so heartbroken that he was almost suffocating, and now that he saw her eyes filled with tears, he was even more heartbroken that he could not rub her into him.

No matter what words he said, it seemed, nothing could express how much he cherished her. He pulled her into his arms with force in his hands and held her in a deadly embrace, not willing to let go.

"Mr. Harper, I'm fine, it's just a small injury." Hearing Freya's lightly spoken words, Kieran's heart choked harder.

His voice, with a heavy hoarse tone, "Freya, I'm sorry, | didn't protect you well." Kieran really felt quite bad for her, since Freya had been with him, he had hardly had a few days of comfort.

They had easily learnt that the two little ones were just their children, they had broken through the many barriers and were getting married, only for him to be set up by Regina and forget about her.

He has managed to regain his memory and she is pregnant with Alistair, only for her to be taken away with a big belly, disfigured, turned mute and separated from her bones because of his old grudge against Caelan.

She escaped from the clutches of the devil and she went to great lengths to find him, but he called her an unashamed ugly bitch who hurt her over and over again for a counterfeit product.

She wanted to fight alongside him, but her involvement in what was right and wrong resulted in her suffering more pain.

And even, ultimately, the pain of losing him.

"Mr. Harper, I'm really fine, I'm, right now, happy, really happy." To prove that she was really happy, Freya even gave Kieran a gentle kiss on his chin.

She knew that she was not strong enough, but the fact that he no longer treated her raw and coldly as a stranger now was enough for her to rejoice, and she was willing to help his plans.

"Mr. Harper, as long as you are willing to open your heart to me, | am willing to suffer or be hurt." Hearing Freya's voice from the bottom of her heart, Kieran could no longer restrain the surging emotions in his heart.

He held the back of her head with force, ignoring the people around him, and kissed her lips with force.

He didn't want to care what time it was, he just wanted to give his whole heart to her.

He rubbed her face with fondness, Kieran murmured in his heart again and again, Freya, in this mission, someone is destined to sacrifice, | was determined to die, but for you, | have to do my best to survive.

Freya was very fond of Kieran's kisses, but she was after all thin-skinned, and kissing on this street was really shameful.

After being kissed by him for a while, she pushed him away with a red face, "Mr. Harper, you're shameless!" Kieran loved her shy look, "What, don't you just like me being shameless?" Freya's face turned even redder, see, this man is like this, when he says he is shameless, he is even more shameless! Freya was so angry that she didn't want to talk to him.

Kieran was afraid that if he continued to tease her, a certain thin-skinned little woman would become irritated and angry. He gently clutched her hand in his palm, and his voice carried an eternal deep feeling.

"Freya, in this life, | will only be shameless to you." This was not the first time he had said this to her, but her heart still could not contain the soft trembling in her mouth.

It was so soft that she wanted to ignore the different eyes of the people and continue to be shameless in the midst of the people.

"Freya, father is inside." Freya knew that the father Kieran was talking about was Edward.

Thinking of the cruelty of Edward's methods, she couldn't help but cringe.

Kieran clearly felt her panic, and he wrapped her hand around his, "Freya, don't be afraid, I'm here for everything." "Edward will not hurt you again in the future, tonight, | will make him agree our marriage." Freya was indeed quite afraid of Edward, whom she had never met, but after hearing Kieran's words, inexplicably, she was not so afraid in her heart.

It was as if, as long as he was there, she would have a branch to cling to and would never become a drifting duckweed without a master, drifting with the waves.

But, in the morning, Edward still hated her to death, could he really agree to their marriage? Freya knew that it would be difficult to get Edward to agree to their marriage, but she still hoped that he would.

If he agreed to their marriage, Caelan would inevitably take his hatred for him to a new level. After all, Caelan was so determined to marry her that he had even set a wedding date.

He really answered Kieran's request. The conflict between Caelan and him could no longer be whitewashed, and a battle between them was about to break out.

Unable to join with the Scott family, the relationship between the Scott family and Edward would inevitably be fractured as well.

She wanted to stand beside him, no matter what he was pretending to be, she wanted to clutch his hand tightly.

In between her thoughts, Kieran had led her to the living room.

She thought that only Edward was in the living room, but unexpectedly, there was also Caelan in the living room.

He was nearly 60 years old, but he looked as if he was in his early forties.

He looked especially like Caelan, but his face had a little more of the vicissitudes of the years, and his eyes were even sharper and more vicious, so he was not to be messed with.

"Stahler!" When he saw Freya, Caelan hurriedly stood up from the sofa. He was about to embrace her tightly into his arms when he noticed her hand, which was clenched tightly with Kieran.

In an instant, Caelan's sight, like a knife, fell on their clasped hands, and his voice carried a bone-chilling ruthlessness, "Layton, let go of Stahler!"