My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Christ pressed Kiki's shoulder hard, the force of his hand almost crushing Kiki's shoulder.

Thinking of just now at the Blues, Kiki was on top of that money boy, smiling like a flower, and later,

being wrapped in that money boy's arms, kissing and hugging, Christ wanted to kill her.

Right now, he especially wanted to break Kiki's neck, preferably to cut her to death again, so that this

woman could never anger him again.

Christ's fingers could not help but tighten, he now could not wait to make Kiki understand whose

woman she really was.

But perhaps because the pallor and hatred in Kiki's eyes was so biting, his heart ached and he still

subconsciously asked, "What day is it?"

Kiki did not reply, but only laughed coldly, and in her brimming, peerless eyes there was hate, and

more, still, a mockery that displeased him.

Kiki just found it particularly ironic!

That year, it was he who gave the order to kill the child in her belly and forbade the doctor to give her

anesthesia, which he himself had surprisingly forgotten.

Maybe he had done so many bad things that this was just a trivial thing for him to remember.

The smile at the corner of Kiki's lips was becoming more and more sarcastic, she smiled without the

slightest warmth in her eyes.

"Christ, you are really a noble man who forgets things!"

Looking at the sarcastic smile on Kiki's face, Christ's heart became violent to the extreme, his big hand,

moving a little to Kiki's neck, strangled her neck to a cackle.

"Kiki, don't give me any pretense here! Say it! What day is it?!"

Kiki did not say anything immediately, she smiled more and more wantonly, but, her eyes could not find

a trace of focus.

Such a beautiful face had no a soul, like an empty shell written with irony, accusing Christ of being

ridiculous and cruel.

Christ was driven to be crazy. At this moment, he especially wanted to tear up Kiki's smiling face, he

wanted to see what kind of unseemly thoughts were hidden underneath this smiling face.

The more he looked at Kiki's face, the more chaotic his mind became, he didn't want to sort out what

was going through his mind, he just wanted to teach this woman a good lesson and make her stop

being so crazy in front of him!

Her laugh made his heart so grumpy, what gives her the right!

With this in mind, Christ showed no mercy.

Well, women are used to be conquered, he wanted to completely conquer this woman, make her

tremble and beg for mercy under his body!

He had no self-control.

In fact, he had always been fond of her body, and the wonderful taste she had brought him in the big

bed the other day had kept him tossing and turning for the past few nights.

Yes, Christ had lost sleep these days. He had also lost sleep during Kiki's initial time in jail. He got used

to having her there night after night, so back then, he lay alone in his big soft bed, having trouble

sleeping all night.

He thought that for five years, he had gotten used to tossing and turning in bed alone, but now that he

has seen Kiki again, he realised that he still hated the solitude of falling asleep alone.

Kiki did not resist, she was still smiling, as if, everything in heaven and earth had nothing to do with her

anymore, except for laughing, she could do nothing.

It was said that you can only smile when you are happy, but Kiki found that no matter how she smiled,

she was not happy.

The harder she laughed, the more sore her eyes became, and the more effort she had to exert to

suppress the wetness that rose in them.

Kiki was still smiling, self-deprecating, with a misanthropic coldness.

Just when he thought that Kiki would keep on smiling like that, Kiki suddenly opened her mouth.

"Christ, today, is the anniversary of my child's death!"

Christ's lean and sturdy body trembled violently, and he only felt like a pot of cold water had been

poured on his body, and the heat in his body was instantly extinguished.

He left he was in a hole of ice.

Was there really a child between them? Their child really died?

"Kiki, what did you say?!"

Christ's pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at Kiki, asking word for word, "Kiki, say that again!"

Kiki was lying to him! It must be Kiki who was lying to him!

Even if they had had a child, that child wouldn't have died, Kiki, that wicked woman, must have hidden

his child!

"Christ, I say, today is the anniversary of my child's death!"

"Kiki, you lied to me!" Christ said word for word, gritting his teeth, "Kiki, give me back my child! Give me

back my child!"

After listening to Christ's words, Kiki really felt that it was ridiculous to the extreme, had he lost his

memory or was he brainwashed? It was obvious that he was the one who had her child killed, how

come now he was still looking for her child?

"Christ, I remember telling you once that my child was killed by you! It was you who had him killed! You

had someone clamped it and killed it viciously!"

Kiki's eyes were bloodshot and her lips were smiling like a rakshasa gone mad, "Christ, my child is

dead, what can I give it back to you?!"

"You are the one who should give it back! You killed my child! Christ, give me back my child!"

"Kiki, don't talk nonsense here! You just don't want to hand over the child, do you?!"

Christ's eyes were full of threats, "Kiki, if you don't hand over the child, do you believe ......"

Christ wanted to threaten Kiki. Before Kiki was in jail, he was very good at threatening Kiki, with one

Hartsell family, he was able to threaten Kiki into submission, but now, Christ suddenly realized that he

didn't seem to know what to threaten Kiki with.

Kiki's parents were already dead, the Hartsell family had already gone, and the two little ones were

related to Fitz, so it was impossible for him to threaten Kiki with them again.

A sudden and indescribable panic in Christ's heart.

Surprisingly, he couldn't find anything to threaten Kiki!

"Christ, how much longer are you going to pretend?"

The smile at the corner of Kiki's lips was cold to the extreme, and every word she said was like a knife

plucked into Christ's heart.

"Christ, when I was released from prison, didn't you have someone send me pictures of my child's

tragic death so that I could, day in and day out, see the tragic state of my child's death? What, you

remind me to remember that day after day and you forget?"

With that, Kiki threw her phone at Christ.