My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Walter's face went pale.

He was a man, but he didn't mind disfigurement or anything, he could endure any more painful torture.

But Freya couldn't bear it.

She was just girl, and she was still carrying a child in her belly. Such a poisonous medicine would not only ruin her appearance, she might not even be able to keep the child in her belly! Regina, what a poison! She had promised him repeatedly before that she would never target Freya again, let alone hurt her, but her promise was bullshit! He wished he could kill her with a thousand cuts to take revenge for Freya! Freya thought that since Walter had harmed her tand again, she would not care about him, but after listening to that man's words, she still could not control the anxiety and panic.

She grabbed Walter's wrist hard, "Don't move! If you want your body to rot, lettake your pulse!" Water stood still obediently. He was not afraid of suffering, but to be cared for like this by his daughter made him happy from the bottom of his heart.

He wondered if he was being narcissistic, it seemed to hi, that his daughter didn't hate him as much as she seemed to.

Seeing Freya taking Walter's pulse, the man knelt nervously on the ground, not even daring to breathe a word.

Freya was really nervous, Walter seemed to be unconcerned about the disfigurement, but inexplicably, she didn't want him to suffer like that.

She thought she would be so strange, not because she cared for him and was willing to forgive him, but simply because he had just blocked that for her! After all, if he hadn't defiantly stood in front of her just now, she would have been the one who got splashed.

Based on the man's description, she could roughly guess what kind of drug Regina had gotten, she had been exposed to it.

When she was abroad, there was a young and beautiful girl who had that kind of drug thrown on her by a love interest.

In just an hour, her skin had begun to fester. After she and Sebastian had delved into it together and spent more than ten hours formulating an antidote, that girl's body could not be seen in its original form.

Her body, which had been bleeding pus all the time, stank so badly that when others ccloser, they were made to vomit.

After taking the antidote, that girl's body stopped bleeding the foul-smelling pus and her festering skin slowly scabbed over, but the festering was so bad that even after the scabs had formed, her body was left with scars that could not be removed.

Such a beautiful girl was tragically disfigured.

Don't think that if you take the antidote right away, you won't be disfigured.

She encountered this case again after formulating the antidote.

The one who had that medicine poured on her was a middle-aged woman who had only just developed that symptom when she found her and Sebastian, who quickly gave her the antidote but still couldn't stop the skin from festering.

If you take the antidote immediately, you will have to go through the process of skin ulceration and pus, the best result is disfigurement, and if you do not get the antidote, you will die in pain.

Freya did not want Walter to be disfigured.

Walter was born to be noble, how could he wear an ugly and unpleasant face? When she took Walter's pulse, Freya was particularly nervous. Sebastian still had a few antidotes, once she was sure it was that kind of poison, she immediately took him to Sebastian's place to ask for the antidote, and then with her acupuncture, perhaps, even if his face was ruined, it would not bectoo ugly.

To Freya's surprise, she took his pulse for a while and did not find anything unusual about his body.

His pulse was strong, and he was healthy.

Freya hurriedly grabbed his cuff and sniffed it. Smelling that familiar smell, her tightly knitted brow stretched.

That was the smell of her usual toner.

She guessed this was the work of the two little ones again, replacing what Regina wanted to use to harm people.

Freya knew that the two kids were always vengeful and if they knew that Regina wanted to use such things to harm her, they would certainly give her scredit too.

After the two little ones had replaced it, they certainly didn't want to waste it, so where would they have put it? Freya was somewhat looking forward to the two little ones' masterpiece.

"It's fine." Freya breathed a long sigh of relief in her heart, but on the surface she still put on a detached and cold look, "Regina's drug has been changed, and what was splashed on you was toner." Hearing Freya's words, Walter also breathed a sigh of relief, not for himself, but for Freya.

Fortunately, the medicine had been changed, so that even if a few drops had splashed on her, it would not have hurt her or the baby inside her belly.

Seeing Walter lovingly staring at her and smiling, Freya realised that when she had taken his pulse just now, she seemed to have shown her worry obviously.

She coughed coldly, and her face was instantly nothing but indifference as well, as she said, "Walter, don't think too much about it! I'm taking your pulse, not because I've forgiven you, | just don't want to see you die in front of me!" "In my next life, | will never acknowledge you as my father!" After saying this, Freya turned around and left.

In his palm, the warmth of Walter's body still lingered, that was, the warmth of his father.

Although Freya didn't want to pay attention to Walter, she couldn't help but think of his recklessness just now.

He did not know what was in that bottle was just toner when he stood in front of her in spite of everything. Since he would have done that, he was prepared for the worst.

She thought that if it were Maximus, he would certainly leave her alone.

Walter now genuinely loved her as a daughter.

Walter looked at Freya's back, and the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.

He had been through so much, his eyes were sharp, but he could sense that she was softening her attitude towards him.

He thought that one day, if he kept trying, she would accept him.

Regina had not succeeded in using her trick on Freya, but on her mother Gracie.

At this moment, Regina had already delivered the expensive cosmetics to Gracie.

Gracie was obsessed with that brand of cosmetics, especially that toner, a bottle of which cost then thousands, but it worked really well.

She had just about finished using the set of cosmetics in her hand. Looking at the exquisitely packaged box, Gracie cleansed her face and then took out the toner inside and patted it onto her face.