Twins and Ex-wife
Chapter 1155 She's Beautiful and Bad

Seeing Mandy standing just off to the side, Caelan hastily barked at her, "Get Dr. Helen over here! Be quick!"

At Caelan's command, Mandy did not dare to delay in the slightest, and she soon brought Dr. Helen over.

Dr. Helen was much younger than Freya had imagined, she looked to be in her early twenties.

She had particularly beautiful long curly blonde hair, and as the sunlight passed through the curtains and fell on her hair, her long hair shone as brightly as gold.

Dr Helen was a great blonde beauty, with the darkness of European and American silhouettes and the softness of the East, and it was impossible to associate her with a demon who abused children.

But the world is full of people with different appearances, who knows what kind of evil heart is hidden underneath the gentle and benign exterior!

Dr Helen was a Western doctor, she was not good at taking pulses, she brought special instruments and did a simple examination of Freya.

Caelan kept staring at Dr. Helen nervously, afraid that from her mouth, something bad would come out of Freya.

Freya also kept her eyes on Dr Helen, but it was her hands that she was staring at.

Dr Helen's hands were slender and particularly beautiful.

But it was such beautiful hands that squeezed the thin silver needles, one by one, viciously stabbing her Alistair's body!

In an instant, boundless hatred curdled in Freya's heart, and her mouth involuntarily exerted itself, and several more drops of blood seeped out from the blood packet that remained. Seeing the corner of Freya's lips bleeding again, Caelan was so anxious that he directly grabbed Dr. Helen's collar with one hand.

"What the hell is wrong with her? Why is she spitting blood again?!"

"Caelan, I've just checked her carefully, her wound is recovering well, it's not infected, and there's no other problems with her body, so by rights, she shouldn't be spitting blood!" Dr Helen tightened her brows, looking as if she found it unbelievable.

In fact, there were a few hints in what she had just said, telling Caelan that Freya was probably faking it.

Caelan also read the deeper meaning of Dr. Helen's words, he was already in a hurry, and now, he couldn't help but feel a bit discontented with her.

At that moment, his voice was cold and stern, "She shouldn't have vomited blood? But she was vomiting blood! Helen, if anything happens to her, you know I won't take it lying down!"

Dr Helen's collar was lifted with the sudden force of Caelan's hand, and she could hardly breathe.

She coughed hard before saying, "Caelan, don't worry! I'll give her another good examination! Or maybe it's not the wound, it's something else!"

"Miss Stahler, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

After Caelan let go of Helen, her body was finally free and she sat on the edge of the bed, looking gently at Freya and asked, "Does your wound still hurt?"

The blood packet that Mandy had found for her was really too big, and Freya felt that she would have to spit that blood packet out as soon as she spoke. Therefore, she absolutely could not speak now.

She put on a painful look and shook her head gently, while the blood at the corner of her lips, however, was still red and stinging.

"Cealan, Miss Stahler said that her wound no longer hurt." Helen turned her face to look at Caelan and continued to speak with deliberation, "Caelan, I don't mean anything else, I just think that there is nothing wrong with Miss Stahler's health, it's really a bit fishy that she would vomit blood."

Freya didn't refute Dr. Helen's words either, she just covered her heart with force, her brow furrowed in a look of pain.

"Miss. Harper, do you think that Dr. Stahler could be suffering from worry?!" Mandy, who had been standing silently at the side, suddenly spoke up.

Hearing Mandy's words, Caelan couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by that?!"

"I mean that Miss Stahler may not be comfortable in her heart, and her body is not comfortable with the troubles blocking her heart."

"Mr. Harper, there's something I don't know if I should say."

"Say it!" Caelan, who always had little patience, snapped at Mandy.

"Mr. Harper, during the few days you were away, I have been accompanying Dr. Stahler. Dr. Stahler was crying a lot in her sleep."

"There were times when I sat right next to Dr. Stahler's bed and watched her cry so much that she wet her pillow. She kept crying and shouting something about Alistair

Freya was really just acting today when she vomited blood and all that, but hearing Mandy mention Alistair's name, her mood, instantly, dimmed and her complexion became more and more miserable. Seeing Freya in this state, Caelan knew that she really wanted to see that child.

Caelan did not want Freya to have any more contact with Alistair, because that was Kieran's child. He always felt that if that child was kept by her side, the ties between her and Kieran would be inextricable. But she had become sick with worry.

She even vomited blood because she missed that child so much.

She was so thin, so fragile, how much blood could she have inside her body!

If she were to vomit blood so many more times, he was afraid that no one would be able to save her.

"Freya, do you really miss that child?"

Freya silently rolled her eyes in her heart, Caelan was just talking nonsense!

Alistair was her son, how could she not miss him!

Although in her heart, she scolded Caelan countless times, on the surface, she still put on a helpless and miserable look and gently nodded her head.

When he saw Freya's pitiful look, Caelan's heart melted with pain. He turned his face to Helen, "Bring that child here."

Hearing these words from Caelan, Dr. Helen's face changed drastically.

"Caelan, are you really going to bring that child to Miss Stahler? Have you forgotten how she betrayed you? That child is her and Kieran's child! If you bring that child to her, aren't you afraid that she will still be nostalgic for Kieran?"

Freya quietly bit down on the blood packet in her mouth, the blood inside the packet had almost dripped out just now, but she could still squeeze out a few more drops by squeezing a few times.

Freya didn't say anything, just let those few drops of bright red blood flow out from the corner of her lips.

After the blood flowed out, she lay quietly on the bed, her eyes hollow, not crying or making a fuss, as if she was a rag doll that had lost its soul.

Every time he saw her like this, Caelan felt as if she was going to completely disappear from his life.

Unable to restrain his feelings, Caelan's eyes grew colder and colder as he looked at Dr. Helen, "Bring that child here!"