My Talented Babies & Genius Wife novel Chapter 1082

Stahler?

That ridiculous dream began to play tricks on Freya's mind again.

"Caelan, you have to hold on! We'll definitely get out of here!"

"My leg is already broken, even if I live, I'm still an invalid, what's the point of living!"

"Caelan, don't say that! Even if your leg is broken, you are still the best Caelan in the world, moreover, I believe your leg will definitely get better!"

"Stahler, I'm not a good person, I'm a worthless cripple!"

"Caelan, if you keep saying that, I'll get really angry! You're not a cripple! You're my Prince Charming! When you grow up, you will marry me on a white horse!"

It seemed as if a century had passed before the young man lying on the ground spoke solemnly.

At that moment, instead of the initial dead silence, the young man's eyes seemed to have a million rays of light in them.

He said, "Okay, Stahler, when I grow up, I will ride a white horse to marry you and make you my most beautiful bride!"

"Deal!"

As these voices rose and fell, the blurred, confusing images that were once in the dream world slowly became clear.

Freya saw that the tiny, still somewhat baby-fatted girl clutched the little boy's blood-stained hand with great force as she nodded her head with unparalleled solemnity, "Caelan, when we grow up, I'll marry you!"

Freya's eyes suddenly rounded, that was not a dream!

She had actually experienced all this!

When she was about five or six years old, she had a serious illness and forgot some things. Bernice said it was okay, it was just the after-effects of a high fever, and that what she forgot wasn't good experience, even if she couldn't remember it for the rest of her life, it didn't matter.

She hadn't thought that she had been abducted by human traffickers when she was a child, and had gone through a harsh experience with Caelan under the name of Stahler.

Freya looked at the man in front of her in a daze. As a child, she had genuinely enjoyed playing with Caelan, but the man in front of her was no longer the boy who, although deep in the mud, longed for the light.

He was a full-blown demon who had snatched her child, ruined her throat and her face, left her homeless and abandoned by her husband.

He had ruined her!

The eyes of Freya as she looked at Caelan no longer had any semblance of the pity and affection she had felt when she was young, only bitter hatred and disgust.

"Yes, I am Stahler!"

Freya sneered and moved her lips, "But so what? Caelan, in my heart, you are a demon who deserves to die!"

"Don't you just want my life? Anyway, I've already been victimized by you, so what if I'm more miserable! Just come and kill me!"

With that, Freya started to grab the drawer next to her with force.

Inside the drawer, there was a small fruit knife, the knife that she had used to spare the poisoned blood on her arm, and now, it was just right to take it out and use it.

"Caelan, you kill me!"

When she had just escaped from the prison that Caelan had bestowed upon her, Freya was full of longing for life.

She felt that she could undo the poison in her body and turn the tide against the wind with this exquisite medical skill of hers, but now, she realised just how naive her thoughts were.

Caelan had come to her.

It was easier for him to crush her than to crush an ant.

He would not let her get away with it!

He might even have found her already, and the reason he hadn't shown up was to watch her fall from afar, to see her in a mess, to get some kind of twisted satisfaction from this monkey business.