Twins and Ex-wife novel Chapter 107

It was Alisha’s voice, painful and sad. She kept calling Out Kieran’s name. “Kieran, help me... Kieran......”

“Alisha, it doesn’t matter to me whether you live or die.”

Alisha thought she was begging Kieran so pitifully that Kieran had to soften his heart. To her surprise, Kieran hung up without emotion after he said that.

From such a distance, Alisha could not see the expression on Kieran’s face at this moment, but she could clearly feel that when Kieran said this, every pore on his body was written with cool.

How cruel he was to her!

Unfazed by the incident, Kieran hung up the phone and went straight to Freya’s room.

Alisha saved him once, but later, she hurt Freya again and again.

If someone else hurt Freya like that, he wouldn’t stand for it. The reason why Claudia was tortured so badly tonight might have been because Alisha wanted to hurt Freya at first. The evils we brought on ourselves were the hardest to bear.

Alisha had hurt Freya so much that it was kind enough of him not to cut her to pieces. He no longer owed Alisha anything, so of course he would not care about Alisha.

Kieran was heartened to see Freya snuggled up in bed like a proud kitten.

He gently stroked Freya’s small face, the sharp curve of his lips rising uncontrollably.

Thinking of something, he took out a jewelry box from his pocket, removed the necklace, and carefully placed it around Freya’s neck.

Freya, you’re on my leash! Don’t run!

Alisha lay prone on the ground, twisting her body in pain.

She thought she was really unlucky.

Her throat burned with anger at not being able to ruin Freya’s reputation. As soon as she reached the banquet hall, she grabbed a glass of juice and poured it into her mouth, trying to extinguish the fire in her chest.

Turned out she was drinking the mango juice Claudia drugged.

The effect was so intense that Alisha felt the fire burned all over her body almost immediately.

Alisha was Alisha after all. The reason why she could stand at this height was that her self-control was strong enough and she was ruthless enough to herself.

She smashed the glass in her hand, then picked up a shard of glass and scratched it against her wrist, bringing her to brief sobriety.

Afraid that she would make a fool of herself, she hurriedly called Linda and asked her to drive her back to her small apartment.

Alisha thought she could endure the effects, but they were worse than she had imagined.

She bit her lip so hard that it bled.

“Alisha, what’s wrong with you? I’ll get a doctor in here right now!”

Linda was going to call the doctor.

“Don’t!” Alisha grabbed Linda’s wrist hard, “Linda, don’t send the doctor here!

Alisha was the most image-conscious, and if the doctor told other people what happened tonight, her public image would be ruined. Besides, this stuff was so toxic, it wouldn’t help even if the doctor came!