My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

"Boss, should we send it over now?" The subordinates asked warily and tentatively.

They were not stupid and could see that Flynn's feelings for Kiki were not ordinary. He was afraid that even if he did what the boss ordered, in case something happened to her, the boss would still ruthlessly abuse him.

"Yes, now!" Flynn spoke without the slightest hesitation.

His handlers were so frightened by the powerful chill on his body that they couldn't breathe, but in order not to be abused to death in the future, he still continued to speak with a trembling voice, "Boss, Miss Hartsell's condition looks very bad." "I think we shouldn't need buddies to torture her, I'll send her there and she'll probably die on the way." The morose chill on Flynn's face grew more and more gruesome, he had faced too many deaths, and no longer felt too much about death, but for sreason, every tKiki was associated with death, it sounded extra uncomfortable to his ears.

"I said, don't let her die so easily!" Seeing that Flynn was really determined to abuse Kiki to death this time, he did not dare to continue saying more, and could only speak respectfully, "Boss, don't worry, | promise to complete my mission!" "I will try my best to keep Miss Hartsell from dying on the road, and when | deliver her to our buddies, then let them get her killed!" Thinking of something, the henchman spoke softly again, "Boss, that kid ......" "What, you still want to help her raise that child?!" Flynn's eyes carried a clear impatience, the henchman was frightened and his body trembled. He shook his head vigorously, then walked quickly inside the room.

His men were afraid that she would die on the road, so they had put a thick blanket in the trunk so that she could lie on it comfortably.

Alistair was then placed next to Kiki, who still did not cry or smile.

However, his eyes, which were not half-focused, were always looking at Kiki, as if he was afraid that she might not wake up after sleeping.

Kiki had already woken up, but her wounds were so painful that she couldn't use any of her strength, and she couldn't even move.

Kiki turned her face with difficulty to look at Alistair lying beside her.

At the sight of Alistair's well-behaved appearance, tears rolled down her eyes without a sound.

She had never met the two brothers Jordan and Barnaby, but she had just understood her situation in general from the conversation between Flynn's men.

She had been sold by Flynn to the village of the bachelor.

The nof the bachelor village was something Kiki had heard Freya say before.

A long tago, Freya had almost been sent to the village by Remy.

The men in the bachelor village had a hard tgetting a wife, and the women in the village ran away, fled, and the only women left in the village were bought from outside by the men in the village.

Because women are so scarce in the village, even if they are bought from outside, it is not that easy.

In order to feel the taste of a woman, and also to pass on the family name, many brothers used to pool their money together to buy a woman.

A while ago Kiki also read a social news, saying three brothers bought a woman from a remote village together, the woman was unbearable abuse, while the three brothers went out to work, took medicine to commit suicide.

Kiki's fingertips, restrained trembling, she is, in fact, afraid.

She was afraid that she would be used as a tool to carry on the family tradition and be forced to have children.

If she couldn't have children, she would be tortured in various ways.

In fact, those were not the most serious problems, she was afraid that they would, cruelly, hurt Alistair.

It took almost all of Kiki's strength to move her hand and gently hold Alistair's hand.

Alistair's hand was really cold, and his face, too, was tinged with a miserable white. Kiki knew that in this strange environment, awaiting an unknown fate, he must be afraid.

Kiki spoke softly, her voice with a heavy hoarseness, but still melodious, "Alistair, don’t be afraid. | will protect you, | won't let anyone bully you." But as long as she still had a breath of air, she would protect Alistair well.

As if she understood Kiki's words, Alistair's hand was not so stiff, and there seemed to be slight in his withered eyes.

Kiki carefully took Alistair into her arms, willing to use her own dirty and bruised body to exchange for Alistair's safety.

The village was quite far from Flynn's villa, and it took Flynn's men nearly two hours of driving to bring Kiki and Alistair to their destination.

There was a long stretch of mountainous road in between, and Kiki's body was already suffering, so she felt that her wounds seemed to have opened up again after being bumped around like this.

Faintly, she could still feel that there, seemed to be blood seeping out.

Kiki really wanted to close her eyes and fall asleep.

But she didn't dare to close her eyes. If she died, it would be a clean break, but without her shelter, what would Alistair do? To be sold? To be tortured to death? Kiki did not want to see either ending.

So she has to try to live, even if it is harder to live than to die, she still has to try to live.

The village of bachelors is an abandoned village.

Kiki had thought that this village would be particularly remote and backward, but when she really chere, she was once again shocked by the poverty and isolation of the place.

The village is surrounded by mountains, and there are potholes and dirt roads everywhere, and the houses in the village are barely tiled, and most people live in thatched-roof houses from many years ago.

There was no running water, no natural gas, and the most primitive cooking stoves were used for cooking.

On the road, there were quite a few people coming and going.

These people, who did not look very young, were all men, and there were no women to be seen.

Flynn's men said that the men here were afraid that the women they had bought so easily would run away, so how could they possibly let them go out! Thinking that she, like other bought women, would also be imprisoned in a dark corner, a chill ran down her spine.

Soon, Kiki saw the two brothers, Jordan and Barnaby.

They were a pair of middle-aged, dark-skinned men who gave off a particularly bad vibe.

At first glance, they were the kind of people who caused trouble and did not do their jobs properly.

Moreover, they also carried a heavy smell of alcohol, and when they got a little closer to them, Kiki was smelled uncomfortable because the alcoholic smell was mixed with a pungent fishy odour, and she didn't even know how many years they hadn't bathed.

Seeing them, Kiki wanted to vomit, but they were very pleased with her.