Twins and Ex-wife

Chapter 1260 Freya, I'll Take You Home

Not waiting for Freya to speak, Cealan, with red eyes again, sneered, "Stahler, is it true that as long as

Kieran is still alive, you will never fall in love with me!"

"Cealan, we're not from the same world! I only have Kieran in my heart, I can't possibly love you!"

"But Stahler, you once said that you would marry me!" This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Cealan, what I said as a child cannot be taken seriously! I just want to grow old with Kieran!"

Cealan said as he stepped back, "Stahler, it turns out that the promise I've kept for so many years, in

your heart, is nothing more than a sentence that cannot be taken seriously! Stahler, what exactly do

you take me for!"

Looking at the sad-looking Cealan in front of him, Freya couldn't help but think again of that once, as if

he had been abandoned by the world, with no half-light in his eyes.

Her heart, inexplicably, choked.

She was sad for the little Cealan she had once been, but she would never be sad for Cealan.

She knew that Cealan loved her, and perhaps, for her, he was willing to risk his life.

But so what?

A person who is full of evil, no matter how deep his love is, will only cause countless people to be

displaced, families to be broken and lovers to be separated from each other.

By being soft on him, she was aiding and abetting the enemy.

"Cealan, in my heart, you are a criminal, you have done evil and your hands are stained with blood,

you should pay the price!" After a long silence, Freya spoke in a soft voice.

Hearing Freya's words, Cealan couldn't help but laugh out loud, it turned out that loving her so deeply,

to the point that his heart hurt, in the end, he was nothing more than a criminal who deserved to die in

her heart!

Cealan stopped laughing, he looked at Freya coldly, there was deep love in his eyes, but in the end, all

the depth of love was suppressed by the heavy violence and hatred.

"Good, Stahler, since in your mind I'm just a criminal, I'll carry out this charge to the end!"

With that, he jerked his gun around and aimed it precisely at Kieran's heart.

Kieran's face had the slightest ripple, "Cealan, do you think, now, you can still turn the tide?!"

"Heh! Then you try it!"

With that, Cealan pressed down hard.

The bullet in his hand, didn't stab Kieran, Jonathan moved incredibly fast, he flew up and kicked hard at

Cealan's wrist.

Cealan dodged quickly and Jonathan did not hurt him, but because of this dodge, the bullet was

deflected and did not hurt Kieran.

Cealan is very skilled, and Jonathan, alone, is no match for him.

Even with the addition of Fabian, he may not be a match for him.

But after all, two fists could not defeat four hands. Jacob and the others had all surrounded him, plus

they had a large number of elites with guns in their hands, so even if he was powerful, he could not

hold out for long.

Soon, a few more scary bruises were added to Cealan's body.

Miyakin and the others pressed on, and he was soon forced to the beach.

Jacob stared coldly at Cealan, the murderous aura on his body, along with the monstrous fury, poured

out quickly, he raised the gun in his hand fiercely, and the bullets flew viciously towards Cealan.

And at that moment, Cealan's gun was empty of bullets.

Jacob's shot hit Cealan right in the heart, and his body, staggering violently, plunged into the sea.

The moment he fell, he took many more shots to his body.

His body plunging heavily into the sea, the cool waters of the ocean, instantly submerged his head.

But, after a few seconds, he showed his head again.

He rushed towards Freya and held out his hand, his eyes with pain in them.

He moved those demon red lips and softly spat out her name, "Stahler ......"

Freya lowered her eyes as she looked steadily at the hand that Cealan was extending towards her.

Things change, as if, at this moment, he is not the murderous demon Cealan, but just a somewhat

fragile, somewhat self-absorbed, and somewhat difficult to get along with little Cealan.

She subconsciously reached out and tried to take his hand.

In the end, it was reason that prevailed.

Letting the tiger go back to the mountain will only allow the tiger to hurt more people.

She couldn't let a moment of pity forge a mistake that would never end!

Freya only nodded and withdrew her hand, she looked at Cealan expressionlessly, and met the

coldness in her eyes, the last trace of expectation and warmth in his heart also disappeared.

Cealan is not afraid of death.

All his life, he has been killing people, what kind of great storms he has not experienced!

From the first time he killed someone as a young boy, he knew that one day he would die at the hands

of others, as the blood of those he had killed had been spilled.

From that moment on, he too had put his life at risk.

It's just that he hurts too.

It never occurred to him that the love he so cherished, others simply didn't care.

And the girl he holds so dear only wishes him to die!

Several more bullets flew, and several more bloody holes were instantly added to Cealan's arms and

body, leaving him, no longer, with the strength to raise his hands.

The sea, once again, swallowed his body, completely, and drowned the last few moments of sincerity in

his heart.

See you, Stahler!

If I die, you and I will never meet again.

But if I don't die, neither of us will ever see the light of day again!

Successive shots rang out over the sea, and large splashes of blood quickly fizzing away.

In the end, the wind calmed down and the sea, returned to its original form, as if the blood, the parting

of lives and deaths, the love-hate entanglements, had never existed.

Freya looked in awe at the sea that had returned to calm, and tears rolled down without a sound, the

wind blew by, and soon there was no trace of them.

"Mommy!"

Jaden and Jayla rushed to Freya with red eyes.

Looking at his beloved son and daughter, Freya embraced them into her arms with all her might.

No words are needed, just a gentle snuggle.

Once she fell into the hands of Cealan and was brought to this hellish place in Free State, Freya

thought that in this life, only pain and parting would be left, but to her surprise, her Kieran was still alive,

her Alistair was also well, her Jaden and Jayla were getting smarter and cuter, and their family could

still be happily reunited.

This is so, so good.

Kieran reached out his hand and he gently took Freya and the two little ones into his arms.

He spoke softly, his voice as low and melodious as the most beautiful tune.

"Freya, I'm taking you home. Let's go home ......"

Freya nodded vigorously, and before she could hug Kieran hard enough, his body, leaning backwards

violently, collapsed heavily onto the ground, motionless.