Freya wanted to break into a cussing fit and curse this madman to death.
But she was afraid that, if she could not restrain herself, Cealan would do something even more cruel to Alistair, so she could only bite her lips to death and stare at him with hatred, not saying a word.
"Hate life."
Seemingly afraid that Freya wouldn't understand, Cealan then spoke, "The new medicine I developed is called Hate Life."
"Stahler, do you know what it means to hate life? To hate life is, to float through life too bitterly, to regret being born into this world. Your baby, who will be in pain, regrets coming into this world."
"Cealan, you devil!" Freya did not want to provoke Cealan, but when she thought of the endless pain Alistair would suffer next, she simply could not restrain her emotions.
"Yes, I'm a devil, and what good can come to this wild bastard who has fallen into the hands of the devil! No good will come to him!"
"Oh yes, Stahler, I seem to have forgotten to tell you what happens to you when you are injected with hate for life."
"His body, soon, will be covered with long white hairs that will be painful and itchy! He will become an inhuman monster! The world will look upon him with disdain and ridicule, and he will be worse than dead!"
Freya's heart seized fiercely, how could she not have imagined that hating life could be so poisonous?
She could almost think of how much blank stares and ridicule Alistair would suffer in the future if he were covered in long white hairs and his different appearance.
She hated that she could not, in fact, cut Cealan into a thousand pieces.
However, at this time, she could not kill Cealan by a thousand cuts, her Alistair and Jayla's lives were still in his hand, and he could make her suffer the pain of execution with a casual movement of his hands and feet.
"Stahler, I have a bad temper, so you'll have to behave yourself and not make me angry! Otherwise, I don't know, what other goodies I'll give to this wild bastard!"
"Oh, and that little slave you gave birth to, now that she has a master, I will account for her master and take good care of her!"
When he said the word "take care of", Cealan deliberately drew a long tone, and Freya knew with his toes that his so-called care was definitely not a good thing.
Now, Alistair is still under her nose, she can't see Jayla, she doesn't even know what kind of torture she is undergoing.
Freya did not want to give in to Cealan, she really did not want to bow down to a demon, but for the sake of her two babies not to undergo more torture, she could only grit her teeth and beg him for mercy.
"Cealan, please, don't hurt Alistair and Jayla anymore, okay? I'm really willing to do whatever you want me to do, I just beg you, don't hurt them again!"
"Look, Stahler, how good you are like this! You're so good, and I don't have to think day in and day out about what goodies to give your babies!"
"Stahler, you know, I've always wanted to marry you, and tonight, we'll get married!"
Hearing Cealan's words, Freya's face changed greatly.
She died not wanting to marry Cealan.
But if she didn't say yes to him, she couldn't protect her Alistair and Jayla.
"Why don't you refuse, Stahlery? I wanted to give this child some more goodies! If you don't refuse, how can I give them goodies?"
Cealan sneered as he half squatted down and frivolously pinched Freya's chin, his eyes full of malice, "Stahler, I'm waiting for you to refuse!"
"Cealan, let's get married!" Freya spoke through clenched teeth, her heart was dripping blood and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, she still repeated the words she had just said, "Let's get married."
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