My Talented Babies & Genius Wife novel Chapter 1158

Dr. Helen thought that since Freya had gone so far this time, Caelan would have to teach her a lesson at any rate, but instead of listening to her accusations, he carefully cupped Freya's hand that had just grabbed the cup.

"Freya, how are you? Did you tear the wound?!"

Dr. Helen was shocked as she looked at Caelan with sorrowful eyes, "Caelan, that's not fair! I'm the one who's hurt! How can you still protect this vicious woman!"

"Caelan, you bastard!" Freya violently shook off Caelan's hand, her heart heaving violently from too much anger.

Along with this, her face was pale, and her lips were trembling and ghastly white.

Caelan did not understand why Freya had suddenly become so agitated, and he was just about to ask her why, but she suddenly grabbed Alistair's hand and brought it to him.

"Caelan, why are you doing this to my Alistair?!"

"Did you cause these needle holes in him, or did you instruct someone else to do it to him?!"

"Caelan, if you want my life, just take it! You could have just killed me! Alistair is still an infant who knows nothing, why do you have to be so cruel to him!"

"He hasn't even healed from his stab wounds yet, and he has so many more stitches! Caelan, you're not even inhuman for harming a child like that!"

Seeing the shards of glass shattered all over the floor, Freya quickly bent down and picked up a piece.

She clutched the shard of glass and pointed at Caelan, "Caelan, kill me! Kill me and don't hurt my Alistair again!"

"I'm begging you, don't hurt Alistair anymore, okay?"

"If you don't want to waste your strength doing it, I can die in front of you! I only beg you, don't involve the innocent and don't hurt my Alistair!"

With that, Freya's hand suddenly pushed hard, and he slashed the glass shard in his hand viciously towards her neck.

Cealan was so horrified that he choked Freya's wrist hard to prevent her from cutting her own neck.

Fearing that she might hurt herself again, he hurriedly grabbed the glass shard from her hand.

He forced to open her hands. When her hand opened, he was afraid that she would snatch the shard away again and clutched it tightly in his palm.

The skin of his palm was pierced and dripping with blood, and he was oblivious to it.

"Don't hurt yourself, Stahler! As long as you don't hurt yourself again, I swear, I will never hurt Alistair again!"

"Caelan, I don't believe you! I don't believe you! You stick my Alistair with needles every day, I don't trust you, I don't trust you at all!"

"So many needles stabs my Alistair, how much pain he should be in!"

"Freya, it wasn't me!"

Caelan lowered his posture, and his voice softened, "Stahler, I swear, I have never stuck Alistair with a needle! If I say anything false, I will be punished by death!"

"Then why are there so many needle holes on my Alistair's body? Caelan, you must give me an explanation today, or else we will die together!"

Caelan soothingly patted Freya's incessantly trembling back, he treated Freya with incomparable patience and tenderness, but when he looked at Dr. Helen, there was only a chilling gloom in his demon-like eyes.