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.

Celine had nothing to do with

and aimed it

and the force of the knife, it meant that he

just wanted his

Blade planned to trick him, then he would kill Celine

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

tied with some rope

out—Celine had no idea whether it was the child’s or her

for the third time, the sound of footsteps

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

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

rage and murder; it seemed like a husband had

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

of Cooper

to be asleep; her cheeks were rosy and her breaths

still not convinced as he choked Celine’s neck and threatened, “I want to see my daughter alive! If anything happens to my daughter,

her face had gone pale as her eyes started to roll back.

face. Seconds later, her eyes suddenly opened as she woke up and looked around in a daze

her! He even wanted to

recollected her thoughts, she saw Celine being choked by

white. Her whole body was covered in blood; not only were her stomach

holding onto dripped with blood as his other hand was wrapped around

person who had hurt Celine

completely stunned; it was as if

“Dad? Why…”

strained as she looked at

Celine in exchange