Twins and Ex-wife

Chapter 54 Freya Has No Way to Survive

Finn seemed to be thinking for a while, "It's better to bury the corpse, that way it's safer, we find a

hidden place, no one can find her!"

Freya's body could not control the trembling. In darkness, she felt extra uneasy, could it be that tonight,

she could not escape the fate of being raped and got killed?

No!

She still had to see her two kids grow up, and she could never be destroyed by the hands of these

men!

Freya struggled hard, she slowly moved her body, she really wanted a miracle to happen, she hit the

trunk hard enough to break it open, but the trunk was too strong, she hit herself so hard that she was

dizzy, but the boot was still intact.

Her stomach was hurting more and more, and Freya bit her lip to prevent herself from passing out.

She was afraid that if she lost consciousness, she would never open her eyes again.

She didn't know how long the van had been driving, but when she got out of the sack, she found that

the van was parked in the middle of a small, dark forest.

This place, with no village in front and no shop in the back, was perfect for killing and dumping a body

or something.

Tom grinned and smiled hideously at Freya, his teeth were particularly white and looked extraordinarily

creepy in the hazy moonlight.

"Chick, tonight, you still fall into our hands."

"Yeah, tonight, you won't be able to escape! Even if you die, we won't let you go!" Jimmy wiped his

nose and looked fierce.

Freya's stomach hurt so much that she could barely stand up, and she knew in her heart that tonight,

she really couldn't escape, but she still wasn't willing to sit around and wait for death.

She turned her face violently and ran outside the grove regardless. Tom and the others were like

watching a monkey show, watching her make her dying struggle, when suddenly, she felt a pain in her

back, and Finn kicked her hard to the ground.

"How dare you run? Let's see how I'll get you to death!"

In this shitty place, Tom and the others didn't have to worry about being checked by the police, he

grabbed a stone and smashed it hard into Freya's face, of course Freya didn't want to have her face

smashed by him, she rolled over and dodged his attack.

Tom was in no hurry, in his opinion, Freya was already prey in the prison, she could not escape.

Like a cat catching a mouse, he moved a little closer to Freya, a cold smile on his lips that gave Freya

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Seeing that Tom was about to pounce on her, Freya almost used all her strength and kicked him hard.

Jimmy was particularly quick to react, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Freya's foot, "Boss, she

dared to kick you, how should we teach her a lesson?"

"Chop her feet off!" Tom let out a fierce laugh, "I'll chop off your hands and feet here, I'll see how

arrogant you still dare to be!"

Tom gave a wink to Jimmy, who understood and handed him a cold, shiny knife.

The sharp knife, in the night, gave off an eerie cold aura. Freya's heart panicked to the extreme, she

knew that Tom was not joking, he was really going to chop off her hands and feet.

She didn't want to become a cripple, if she really didn't have her arms and legs, even if she survived

tonight, her life would be completely ruined.

But she, too, couldn't do anything to beg for mercy from them.

"Let go of me! Don't you touch me! It's against the law to do that! If I die today, the police will find out

one day that you are the murderers! None of you will get away with it!"

"You're scaring the shit out of me, girl! We'll split you up and bury you, who'll know? Let me tell you, we

are not scared!"

Tom shook his head and gestured for Jimmy and Finn to hold Freya down.

Freya struggled desperately, but her body was still held down solidly by Jimmy and Finn.

Freya knew that she would not be able to hide tonight.

She stared at Tom and the others with hatred, she wanted to see the faces of these men clearly, she

would not let them go, even if she turned into a severe ghost!

And Kieran ......

She found that even though he had driven her to such a desperate situation, she was surprisingly,

unable to really hate him!

She was unable to hate the culprit who had caused her misery, how ridiculous!

Even though she was determined to die, Freya was so frightened that she couldn't help but close her

eyes as she saw the cold, glittering knife coming closer and closer to her.

She tried hard to break away from Jimmy and Finn, who grasped her hair violently and slammed her

head directly and viciously against a tree stump.

The expected pain, belatedly, came, and instead the air resounded with Tom's hysterical screams.

Freya felt incredulous, wasn't Tom going to chop off her hands and feet? What was he doing screaming

so miserably?

Could it be that he had a head cramp and chopped off his own hands?

Freya laughed to herself in her heart, what a time it was, she was still in the mood to amuse herself.

Her upper eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds and Freya struggled to open them to see what

was going on.

It took a lot of effort, Freya's eyes, only to open a small slit, what she saw only the overwhelming red.

It was ...... blood.

It should be the blood from her body.

She was really dying, bleeding so much, and she surprisingly, didn't even feel pain.

Her body, no longer having a single ounce of strength, Freya's body shuddered violently, her world was

dark.

The moment she completely lost consciousness, Freya seemed to be hearing a voice that was too

familiar.

"Freya!"

That was Mr. Fitzgerald's voice.

Freya smiled miserably, really, before one dies, one can have hallucinations, and she actually

hallucinated that Mr. Fitzgerald was calling her name with great anxiety and heartache.

How could he be distressed?

He was the one who had her ruined!

He was so stone-hearted that he would never feel sorry for her.

Freya really wanted to ask, "Mr. Fitzgerald, why do you have to be so cruel to me?”

But all of a sudden, she felt that there was no need.

As long as it was something he hated, he could have destroyed it.

If Mr. Fitzgerald would be so cruel to her, it was just because he hated her.

"Freya!"

Kieran stepped forward with a single arrow step, holding Freya tightly in his arms as bright red blood,

gushing out from Tom's broken arm.

Tom screamed, how could he have imagined that the knife he used to cut off Freya's wrist would sever

his arm?

"How dare you hurt my brother, I'll kill you!" With that, Jimmy and Finn lunged at Kieran.

Before they could touch Kieran's clothes, several specially trained black-clad bodyguards rushed out

from behind a large tree to the side and restrained them in knots.

Freya's eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and she slowly opened her unfocused eyes as if she

were returning to the light.

She looked at Kieran like she was sleepwalking, and boundless sorrow instantly filled her eyes.

She said, "Mr. Fitzgerald, what exactly have I done wrong that you want someone to kill me?"