Twins and Ex-wife novel Chapter 1176

"Cealan, I'm not wrong, I ......"

"Helen, you are still unrepentant!" Caelan didn't give Helen any chance to defend herself, he ordered coldly to the few assassins guarding the outside, "Put her in the dungeon!"

"The dungeon?!" Helen's lips quivered as she stared at Caelan incredulously, obviously, no matter what, she couldn't believe that Caelan would put her in that kind of hellhole.

"Freya, I'll send you back to rest."

Without even looking at Helen, Caelan turned around, and led Freya towards the door.

He had, originally, wanted to have someone take Alistair away from Freya's arms, but seeing her holding that child so carefully, his cold, hard heart couldn't help but be warm and soft again.

Freya really loved children.

He felt that if he had a child with her, she would also love and adore their child.

When they reached her room, Freya was still holding Alistair tightly, and Dora stood by respectfully, waiting for Caelan's orders at any time.

Receiving Caelan's wink, Dora hurriedly stepped forward, "Miss Stahler, your body has not yet fully recovered, can I hold the baby for you first?"

Freya was not stupid, of course she knew that Dora was not so kind as to worry about her health before helping her hold the baby, they, just didn't want her to be with Alistair.

After she had easily gotten hold of Alistair, who smelled faintly of milk, Freya certainly did not want to hand him over to Caelan's people again, but she knew in her heart that if she did not let go now, Alistair would only suffer more.

When one is under the roof, sometimes, one really cannot help but bow down.

Lamentably, she let go of her hand and watched Alistair being carried by Dora to the door, and Freya felt that, her heart was also emptied.

"Stahler, you especially, especially want to raise this child yourself, right?"

Caelan's voice pulled back Freya's thoughts that had drifted away along with Alistair.

She looked fixedly at Caelan, "Caelan, what do you mean by that? Can I still take care of Alistair by myself?"

"Stahler, of course you have the opportunity to take care of Alistair by yourself!"

The gentle glow that enveloped Caelan's face was just that his face was so demonically born that even if he gazed at you with affection, you would not feel warm, but would only feel a chill all over your body.

"Stahler, marry me! When we have a child of our own after the marriage, I will have this child returned to you! From then on, you will never have to endure the separation of child again!"

Freya dreamed of keeping Alistair day and night, but she didn't want to marry Caelan either.

She took a step back and protested softly, "Caelan, I can't possibly marry you! I'm already married, I have a husband, and in my life, there's no way I'll ever marry anyone else!"

"Yes, you're already married!" Caelan's voice flooded with bone-chilling cold, "But I don't care, because, Kieran is already dead!"

Freya's heart growled hysterically, she wanted to say that her Kieran was still alive!

In the end, she held the words back.

Since Kieran hadn't been able to go back for the two little ones, it proved that he was not in a good position right now, and if Caelan knew that he was still alive, his position would be even more dangerous!

Seeing that Freya no longer continued to protest, the coldness on Caelan's face only became less creepy.