Twins and Ex-wife

Chapter 1316 Mr. Fitzgerald trades one hand for Freya

Kieran and Cealan both blushed, they both knew Edward's viciousness, what he wanted to play would

definitely not be a good game.

He raised an eyebrow and then, his eyes slowly fell on a Swiss Army knife that Cealan had pinned to

his waist.

"On the count of one, each of you will cut something off Freya's body, or I will immediately shoot her

and send her on her way!"

Hearing his words, the faces of Cealan and Kieran became pale.

This game, no matter how they choose, is the cruellest torture for Freya.

They couldn't let her die, but they couldn't do anything to hurt her body!

But if they don't hurt her body, she'll be killed outright and never have a half-assed chance of turning

again!

Kieran's eyes were filled with pain, and his handsome face, which had always been temperamental,

was tinted with a clear, gloomy anger, "Edward, replace Freya with me! I'll replace her in this game!"

"You?"

Edward laughed cruelly, "What's the point of using you for this game?"

"Kieran, you're so smart, don't tell me that you don't understand what I mean! I just want you and

Cealan, the rebellious son, to be in pain! I want you to be in pain and worse than death!"

"If I kill you or cut you to pieces, will that rebellious son feel any pain at all? No, he won't. The only one

who can make his heart ache is this woman!"NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

"Death by a thousand cuts ...... Yes, death by a thousand cuts, how interesting. Anyway, a new day has

just begun, today, we have plenty of time to play this game, I want to see how happy you will be when

you have lynched the woman you love the most, with your own hands!"

"Edward, you madman!" Cealan spat the words almost through clenched teeth.

Being called a madman by him, Edward did not feel the slightest bit of anger, and the smile on his face

grew more and more wanton and twisted.

"Yes, I am a madman, and you have driven me mad! You have ruined everything for me, you have

destroyed my Layton, you have left me with nothing, who am I to, let you live freely!"

"Edward, the people who ruined everything for you were me and Kieran, what does it have to do with

Stahler! Don't involve women in men's affairs! Edward, if you are a man, don't hurt the innocent!"

"Innocent?!" Edward laughed sardonically to the point of creepiness, "She is not innocent! To be loved

by both of you is her greatest sin!"

"Cealan, stop bargaining with me, you have no capital to bargain with me at all!"

"Today, I'll put my words here, I have nothing left, I'm an outlaw, I'm not afraid of anything, if you dare to

shout at me here again, I'll send this woman to hell right now!"

With that, Edward made a move to crush Freya's head.

"Edward!"

Cealan and Kieran spoke at the same time, meeting the tension in their eyes, and Edward's face,

which had become much older than before, was written with smugness.

He knew that Freya was their biggest weakness, and now that he had their weakness in his grip, he

could do whatever he wanted.

"What, you guys still insist on not wanting to play this game?"

Hearing this malicious voice of Edward, Freya really wanted to smash his disgusting old face with one

punch.

The game of shit!

It's clearly a psychologically twisted old man's way of torturing people!

She knew in her heart that Kieran loved her too much, he must not want her to die at the hands of

Edward, but if he played that twisted game, in the end, he would see her die even more miserably, he

would be even more upset in his heart, he would never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life,

he would not be able to live.

She couldn't let the man she loved most suffer that kind of pain.

Freya quietly pinched a few silver needles, intending to look for the right moment to stab Edward.

Jaden's pockets are really a match for Tinker Bell's, and he even brought her acupuncture kit with him.

Now, she has a weapon for defence, and is not, as yet, completely passive.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Okay, if you guys don't say anything, I'll take that as your tacit approval and willingness to play the

game! Don't worry, guys, I won't let you down, we'll start now and I'll have a good time with you!"

Edward had one hand strangling Freya's neck, the other holding a gun, dead against the back of her

head, and he had that look that could knock her into oblivion at any moment!

"One!"

Edward spoke lightly, his evil face smiling like a poppy flower spread quickly, "I shouted one, the first

round of the game has begun, I know you can't let this woman die, so take the knife in your hands and

come and take what's on her!"

Kieran's eyes were cold, he had a knife on him, and he gripped the cold, shiny sabre in his hand,

hating that he couldn't use it to poke the evil face of Edward!

The expression on Cealan's face was also morbidly cold to the extreme, he hated that he could not,

smash Edward's head into pieces, but now, Freya was still in his hands, he did not dare to make rash

moves.

Cealan regretted it, he really did.

He regretted seeing Alistair in Jaden's arms, and he regretted it even more when he saw Freya, who

was being held hostage by Edward.

If he hadn't been so determined to get back at Freya, and hadn't injected Alistair with that stuff in a fit of

rage, he wouldn't have turned into this ghostly state, living his whole life, inhuman and worse than

dead.

If he hadn't insisted on confining her, she wouldn't have been forced to slit her wrists and now, even

more so, fallen into the hands of Edward!

"What, you don't want to do it?"

When Cealan saw that they did not have the slightest intention of going forward to take something from

Freya, his face could not help but be tinted with obvious impatience.

"Fine, since you guys don't want to do it, then I'll do it!"

With that, Edward was about to pull the trigger.

"Edward!"

Kieran and Cealan's eyes were locked on the hand that he was holding the gun, and if the eyes had

the power to kill, at this point, his hand would have been poked with a million holes.

Both of them, with ease, could control everything.

They had never, ever felt such a sense of powerlessness at this moment, they both hated this feeling,

but because they were too afraid of losing Freya forever, both of them, so proud, could only give in to

Edward.

"Edward, if I take something from Freya, I'll take a piece of her flesh this time, at best, so why don't we,

let's have some fun! I'll chop off one of my hands right now, don't you hurt her!" Kieran clenched the

knife in his hand, and with force in his hand, he slashed fiercely at his own wrist.