My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

"Christ, don't stop, keep going!" Flynn's face was grim as he stared at Christ with a deadly stare and kept urging.

He had always wanted to kill Christ to avenge Penny and Dylan, but for some reason, seeing him risk his life and death for Kiki like this made him inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart.

Seeing Kiki's teardrops that kept rolling down, his heart grew more and more uncomfortable.

This woman, so so proud, with an unbreakable pride in her body, no matter how he tortured her, she would not shed tears easily, but for the sake of Christ, she wept like rain.

On what grounds! Why does she always care so much about others! Why should she make him feel so bad! The more uncomfortable his heart was, the more the demon in Flynn's heart opened its teeth and claws, hating that he could not, let the world, blood flow into a river.

Kiki saw more and more knife wounds on Christ's body, and his clothes, too, were stained with large swathes of bright red, and she couldn't even care less that the knife in Flynn's hand was still pressed against her neck.

She struggled forward and then tried to stop Christ from continuing to hurt himself.

The sharp tip of the knife, cutting the skin of her neck, was oblivious to all this, she just charged forward regardless.

How could Flynn have expected that she would still dare to be so dishonest when the knife in his hand was so much against her? He was not on guard and actually let the knife in his hand, leaving a large slit on her neck.

The wound was not deep, but because she was so white and her neck was slender, it looked extraordinarily frightening.

Fearing that he might hurt her even more, Flynn scrambled to withdraw the knife from his hand, even, forgetting, to grab her in a death grip.

With her body finally free, Kiki frantically lunged in front of Christ to stop him from continuing his self-harm.

"Christ, put down the knife in your hand, put it down!" Seeing that there was finally no knife against Kiki's neck, the corners of Christ's lips could not help but curl up into a pleased smile.

However, Kiki's child is still in Flynn's hands.

Although the two children Kiki had aborted before were not killed by his own hands, but everything, because of him, he could not protect their child, no matter what, he had to let this child be safe and sound.

Kiki, 1 Christ wanted to say to her, "Kiki, I'm fine, I'm really fine.” However, before he could finish these words, a mouthful of bright red blood gushed out from his mouth.

"Christ!" Kiki looked at the man who had almost become a bloody man in front of her and could not tell what she felt in her heart.

She is sure that, after one misunderstanding and hurt, she has completely died and does not love him, and she is also sure that she has fallen in love with Quinn.

But Christ had carried her love for the first half of her life, even though she didn't love him, she couldn't help but ache for him.

After spitting out this large mouthful of blood, Christ finally regained his voice, he lifted his face and smiled at Kiki, his thin and handsome face actually had a few gentleman-like warmth at this time.

"Kiki, I'm fine. I'll protect you." "Christ, are you stupid! Who asked you to hurt yourself like that! Christ, you fool!" Kiki held on to his wobbly body as hard as she could, she wanted to lift him up, but she was so weak that she couldn't even stand on her own, so she couldn't lift him up at all.

When he saw how nervous Kiki was about Christ's body, Flynn's eyes were instantly shaded.

In his hand, a gun appeared as if by magic.

And the blackened muzzle of the gun was aimed at the head of the tiny infant child in the hands of his men.

As soon as he pressed down, that little baby had to have its blood be spilled everywhere.

"Kiki, you really have feelings for Christ! You can't let him go, fine, then I'll kill you and Quinn's precious son!" "NO!" Kiki jerked up and she then tried to grab the gun from Flynn's hand, but he had already fired, so even if she went to grab the gun, there was no point in doing so.

Hearing the sharp and piercing sound of the gunshot, Kiki's eyes abruptly widened, she wanted to protect her child with her body, but, this body of hers was really too indisputable.

She had just turned around when she fell to the ground in a heap.

She stared round in pain and despair, she thought that her child would surely die, but Christ, who was so injured that he could barely move, would rush towards the child like a gust of wind.

She hadn't even seen exactly how he had struck, and he had already snatched the boy from the bodyguard's hands, and then, tightly shielding him in his arms.

And the bullet that Flynn shot pierced his back heart hard.

He used his flesh and blood, for his child, to deflect the bullet that would have killed him.

The moment the bullet penetrated into the body, Christ got a clear look at the little baby's face.

It's so crumpled and ugly.

But it is barely possible to make out that for Quinn.

Looking at this baby in his arms, the man who bleeds without tears, reddened his eyes.

He finally held Kiki's baby.

As if, crossing the mountains and the sea, he too, had finally held, the two children he and Kiki had missed out on.

He really wanted to stand upright and take Kiki and this child with him, to get out of here safely, but now, he really didn't have the strength to stand.

His body, like a mountain tumbling down, fell stiffly backwards, and even as he fell heavily to the ground, he still held the baby in his arms high above him, preventing him from being harmed in the slightest.

In future, he will never be hugged again.

So will Kiki.

The moment the bullet pierced into Christ's heart, Kiki felt that everything around her stood still.

She could not hear the sounds around her, nor could she see the people of all shapes and sizes; all she could see was that his magnificent body, like a great tree that had been cut down, fell to the ground with a crash.

Kiki's body, sifted and trembling, her teeth were chattering and her heart was beginning to hurt.

The pain spread quickly to her limbs, her heart, her ribs, inch by inch, was deathly painful.

Her teeth were still chattering, and it seemed like a century had passed before she found her voice with difficulty.

"Christ!" The sharp sound of a gunshot pierced the air, and Flynn's men, who had been neatly guarding the compound, fell to the ground in an instant, as if by appointment.

Even Flynn took a bullet in the heart.

Kieran, Quinn, Fabian, the men Christ had arranged outside, and the police officers Keegan had brought in all rushed in.

All this, Kiki couldn't care less, she could only crawl, step by step, with her hands and feet trembling, towards the body of the man who had fallen in a pool of blood.

"Christ! Wake up!" Just now, when Christ hurt himself so much, Kiki kept dropping tears, but when she looked at him, who was already beyond cure, her tears dried up in an instant.

He, for one, will not survive.

Christ, who had been entangled with her for half a lifetime, who had made her love and hate her, could not live any longer!