My Dreamy Old Husband

The other party quickly replied, ‘Put her down and you will be able to see your daughter.’

Cooper read the string of English messages and his ocean-blue eyes flashed with rage.

He had guessed that the enemy never intended to let Sophia live.

He put down the phone calmly while the knife in his hand was still stained with blood.

Celine’s soft whimpers and Cooper’s voice echoed in the empty factory, each one sounding colder than the other; it felt like a gust of cold wind whistling and scraping people’s faces on a snowy mountain.

Unfortunately, the enemy did not respond; it seemed like he was waiting to watch something.

Cooper’s cold eyes glanced around. It was quiet and empty; there was no Sophia and no Blade, but he knew that his daughter was somewhere in a corner and Blade was already here.

Celine cried helplessly in pain, looking like a baby with her face covered in sweat and tears. Her thigh, which had been stabbed by Cooper, was still bleeding as it soaked through her pants.

15 seconds later, Blade and Sophia still hadn’t shown up.

Cooper struck without warning and plunged his blade into Celine’s bulging belly, the entire blade sinking into her flesh.

Celine grunted a painful grunt as her stomach was instantly soaked red. Cooper loosened his bloodied grip on the weapon, the hilt of the sharp knife coming out of her bulging belly. It was followed by Celine’s rapid breathing and painful spasms.

She screamed in pain as her throat barely made a sound; her mouth was blocked with tape, and only a faint, raspy sound escaped.

If Cooper continued to stab her like this, her unborn child would definitely not survive.

Cooper acted as though he couldn’t see Celine’s pained expression while he ruthlessly drew out the knife from her stomach; the blood from her abdomen spurted out like a bloody flower all over Cooper’s hand.

However, Cooper had no sympathy for her pain. He was a father who had gone over the edge and just wanted his own daughter.

If he had to do it for the sake of Sophia, his daughter, he would exchange the world for her life.

nothing to

aimed it at Celine’s stomach for a second

force of the knife, it meant that he didn’t

wanted his

then he would kill Celine right there

burst of blood gushed out immediately. At that moment, Cooper looked like a murderous maniac; his eyes and face were stained

Her hands were tied with some rope that wrapped around her neck; when she struggled, the rope at

out—Celine had no idea

the third time, the

grabbed Celine by the neck and pushed her in front of him as he cautiously stared at the man

a black shirt with a pair of black sneakers. His light blue eyes were less majestic but more sullen

and murder; it seemed like a husband had witnessed

over quietly, he carried a petite figure who was also tied

person in front of Cooper

to be asleep; her cheeks were rosy and

convinced as he choked Celine’s neck and threatened, “I want to see my daughter alive! If anything happens to my daughter,

still bleeding; her face had gone pale as her eyes started to roll

took out a spray bottle from his bag and sprayed it on Sophia’s face. Seconds later, her eyes suddenly opened as she woke up and looked around in a

her! He even wanted to

thoughts, she saw Celine being choked

pale—even her lips had turned white. Her whole body was covered in blood; not only were her

knife that Cooper was holding onto dripped with blood as his other hand was

had hurt Celine was

instant, Sophia was completely stunned; it was as if she did

“Dad? Why…”

as she

Celine in