My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

"What's the problem?!" Lister sighed softly, "After | heal her, she may not have any more problems, but her spirit may not." "Caelan, look, even when she was in a coma, she was in extrstress and panic, not to mention the usual. If this continues, she'll definitely develop serious mental problems! Not only will she get depression, but she'll develop a serious schizophrenia!" "What?!" The expression on Caelan's face instantly froze.

Freya was full of confusion, was Dr. Lister a queen? Which one of his eyes could tell that she would have a serious schizophrenia? Lister stroked his chin, ignoring Caelan's anxious look as he continued to speak without delay, "Caelan, whether as a friend or as a doctor, | think | should give you a piece of advice." "Don't push people too hard, pushing them too hard will only backfire!" When Lister preached to Caelan like this, Helen thought that, given his temper, he would just kick him out, but he was in deep thought, as if, really thinking about the advice he was giving.

Helen subconsciously clutched Alistair in her arms, Alistair was in her hands and was a not insignificant dependence for her, if that bitch Freya snatched him back, it would be even harder for her to turn the tide! "I will consider what you said." After a long silence, Caelan suddenly spoke.

Hearing Caelan's words, Lister let out a long breath of relief.

He took Freya's pulse once more before prescribing her ssimple, just consolidating medicine for her body, but of course, he still made them sound so powerful and strong in front of Caelan, so that he would think how serious her condition was.

Luckily, none of his medicine packs carried the names of the drugs on them, so even if Caelan knew about medicine, he wouldn't know that he was talking nonsense.

Freya really only pretended to be dizzy at first, but Lister was really too good at talking, endlessly, like a lullaby, and in the end, she actually fell into a deep sleep.

She had another bad dream.

It was still the sfiery waves of churning lava, with Kieran being swallowed up a little by the scorching lava.

The moment his face disappeared into the lava as well, she heard his voice again.

It was still the swords that had appeared countless times in the dream world.

Freya, you didn't take care of our child, | won't cback.

The image changed quickly and Freya saw Alistair again, who was being held tightly in Helen's arms, she was holding him so tightly that he could not breathe.

Suddenly, in her hand, a long, thin silver needle with a cold glow appeared. She curled her lips wickedly and took that silver needle, one by one, and stabbed it viciously into Alistair's body.

Soon, the silver needle in her hand turned back into a sharp knife, which she held, the tip of which dripped blood of her Alistair.

She laid Alistair flat on the ground, the knife in her hand, gestured over his body, and suddenly, she aimed the tip of the knife at Alistair's heart, and then, stabbed down viciously.

"Alistair!" Freya jerked awake from her sleep, and as soon as she raised her face, she saw Caelan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, clutching her hand tightly, and, Helen, who was holding Alistair.

Just now, it was only an imaginary dream, but one thing was true.

Helen had stabbed her Alistair with a needle! Fearing that Alistair would go through inhuman abuse again after being taken back by Helen, she could no longer control her emotions.

She violently shook off Caelan's hands and got out of bed regardless, trying to snatch her Alistair back.

"Stahler ......" "Alistair! | forbid you to hurt my Alistair! You giveback my Alistair!" "Please, please don't hurt my Alistair anymore! Giveback my Alistair, please!" Helen, of course, was unwilling to let Freya snatch Alistair away from her. She hugged Alistair and dodged Freya in a hurry, and when she saw that Freya was unrelentingly lunging at her again, she directly raised her hand and tried to push Freya down.

This time, Freya didn't pretend to be weak and fall down on purpose, she stubbornly went to grab Alistair in Helen's arms.

Now, there was only one thought in her mind, she had to get Alistair back.

In the dream, Kieran said that she hadn't taken care of their baby and that he wouldn't cback.

She forbade him not to cback! So, she would snatch their child back and take care of Alistair well.

"Stahler, calm down!" Caelan put his arm around Freya, afraid that she would get too emotional and accidentally hurt herself again.

"I can't calm down!" Freya gritted her teeth and pushed hard to break Caelan's grip, "I have to get my Alistair back! As long as | close my eyes, | will see you torturing my Alistair! It's drivingcrazy! | won't let you hurt him like that again!" "Helen, you giveback my Alistair!" Freya didn't know where she got the strength from, she actually shook off Caelan violently, only now, she was so emotionally unstable that she didn't even notice the bin on the ground.

She tripped over the bin on the ground and fell to the ground in a mess.

There was nothing inside the bin that would have caused any dirt to fall on her, but falling so heavily on the ground was not a pleasant experience.

She stood up from the floor, holding onto the coffee table, and went to snatch the Alistair from Helen's arms again.

When she hadn't had a child, she had watched svery emotional films promoting the love of mothers and children, seeing mothers lose their children and break down emotionally to the point of mental problems, which she found exaggerated.

Now that she had a child, she realised that the parting of a mother and child could really drive a person crazy.

"Helen, let go of my Alistair! My Alistair says he's having a hard time! He's in pain!" Freya looked at Alistair in Helen's arms, burst into tears, she was so choked up she could barely find her voice, she took a deep breath, her voice still muffled.

"He's in pain, he wants to find his mother ......" Freya really didn't want to beg Caelan that demon, but the dream overlapped with reality, she was too afraid too afraid that her Alistair would be hurt, she was also afraid that Kieran would really never cback.

The roaring lava, pooling into a heavy mist of blood, eventually, turned into a despair that almost drove people mad.

Freya could no longer restrain herself, and with her legs bent, she knelt heavily on the ground.

"Caelan, please, please giveback my Alistair, okay? I'll kowtow to you!" Saying that, Freya really knocked her head heavily on the ground.

She knocked so hard that blood seeped out of her forehead, but she didn't care that she was bleeding at all and continued to knock her head heavily on the ground, as if she was going to make this place a river of blood today if Caelan didn't give her Alistair.