Helen had heard how terrible Caelan was, but because she had once saved his life, and because of her father's connections, he had always treated her with considerable courtesy.
She could never have imagined that he would slap her twice in quick succession for the sake of an unworthy bitch!
How could she be willing to accept that?
She covered her face with force, and her eyes looked at Freya with increasing resentment and anger.
Freya had seen too many evil people, so Helen's eyes were not really enough to scare her.
She was happy to see Helen get defeated, but right now, she wanted to take a good look at her Alistair even more.
She softened her voice and spoke softly to Caelan, "Caelan, forget it, Dr Helen didn't mean it just now."
"Caelan, can I ...... can I hold Alistair?"
"Don't worry, I won't hold Alistair for too long, I'll just hold him for a while, just a while!"
Caelan really didn't want to let Freya hold Kieran's son, but seeing her face covered with red marks written with pleading, he couldn't say the words of refusal.
His eyes, harshly, swept over Dr. Helen's face, "Give Alistair to Stahler!"
Dr. Helen was afraid that Freya would find the needle holes on Alistair's body, she subconsciously hugged the infant in her arms tightly, but seeing that Caelan didn't give her any chance to refuse, she still could only hand Alistair over to Freya.
"Alistair ......"
Alistair was really light, he was much thinner than he had been a few days ago, but holding such a light Alistair in her arms, Freya's hands, however, could not control trembling.
She looked steadily at the baby in her arms, tracing his eyebrows with her eyes.
These were her Alistair's eyebrows, these were her Alistair's eyes, and his nose and mouth.
It was as if it was a smaller version of Kieran.
Her heart trembled, she had so many things she wanted to say to her Alistair, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, she couldn't say anything, she could only let her tears fall in big drops.
For the first time in all the time since she had given birth to Alistair, she held him like this.
For the first time, she was able to take in his frown with abandon.
"Stahler ......"
Freya had been shot twice a few days ago, her body was still very weak now, and Caelan was afraid that she might get tired, so he subconsciously wanted to hug over Alistair in her arms.
Freya thought he was going to steal Alistair from her again, and she hugged Alistair very tightly.
She lifted her face and her eyes were misted with pity, "Caelan, let me hold Alistair for a little longer, okay? One minute, just one minute!"
Caelan found that his heart, which was like a rock, could not restrain itself from becoming extra soft because of Freya.
When he met the begging in her eyes, he couldn't say no.
"Stahler, you still have injuries on your body, just don't tire yourself out."
Seeing that Caelan had stopped snatching Alistair from her, Freya was finally able to take a closer look at her Alistair's face again.
A child grows particularly fast during the hundred days after birth.
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