Twins and Ex-wife novel Chapter 1188

Freya wanted to slap Pete's handsome but disgusting face, but only then did she realise that she could move her hand!

Pete was so good with poison, he would not have made such a mistake if he had drugged her.

Then why was she able to move her body so quickly? Could it be that it was another thing about the kind of medicine that was injected into her face by Caelan?

Right now, Freya had no time to think about these things, she only wanted to ruthlessly abuse this psychologically twisted Pete.

Pete was so proud of his poisoning skills that he didn't even notice Freya's strange appearance.

A malicious, sly glint floated in his eyes, which always seemed to be condensed with deep emotion, and his rather plump lips pressed just a little towards Freya's ear.

"Freya!"

Intense pain, in Pete's body, spread rapidly.

So painful that, Pete didn't even know where exactly Freya had stabbed him with the silver needle.

His handsome face was instantly furious to the point of fierceness, and he wanted to ruthlessly break Freya's neck, but before he could raise his hand, his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Freya quickly got up from the bed, fearing that Pete would soon rise from the ground, and after briefly straightening her collar, she stabbed him hard several more times.

Heh!

Trying to torture her to death after taking her body by force?! And feed her poisonous insects?

She wanted to see who was the one being tortured today!

Freya was a girl with a vengeance, and if Pete and Helen didn't want her to live, she wouldn't let them live either!

Freya only grabbed Pete's arm, and with the force of her hand, she dragged him viciously towards the outside of the house.

Just now, at the bottom of the hill, she had heard the cries of many insects and beasts, and the cries from halfway up this hill were even more pronounced.

If she hung Pete up, she would definitely be able to attract a lot of good things, and it would be up to him to survive or not.

Freya thought well of stripping him and hanging him from the trunk of a tree, to see if he would dare to bully girls at every turn in the future.

However, the ideal was good, but the reality was too bleak. Pete was tall and had a sturdy build, so it was difficult to drag him out of the tree, not to mention hanging him up.

Freya was struggling with how to get him out, and the door of the house was kicked open.

Freya's heart thumped, she thought it was Helen coming over, but unexpectedly, it was two little beggars with muddy faces who came in.

Their bodies, too, were dirty, as if they hadn't changed their clothes in hundreds of years.

Freya was stunned, she subconsciously felt that these two little beggars should be Pete's accomplices.

She looked at them warily, she thought, the two little kids were not difficult to deal with, but she was afraid that they had other helpers.

In her hand, she secretly squeezed the silver needle tightly, she was planning to give the two little beggars a shot if they dared to pounce on her, when two brittle voices rang out in the air.

"Mommy!"

Mommy?