A person may be carefree on their own, but once they have children and loved yings, their life no longer belongs to just themselves.

Therefore, no matter for whom, she will live well!

Bradley raised his hand and gently stroked her hair, full of tenderness, "The sun outside is just right, let's go out for a walk!"

"Okay!"

Freya's delicate hand gently covered the man's large palm, their fingers intertwined, walking outside together.

The sunlight was just right, like a thin veil draped over them, making Freya's face even more porcelain white and transparent.

Bradley gazed deeply at her profile, feeling an increasingly strong sense of anxiety for some reason, afraid that she would slowly fade away, eventually becoming transparent and disappearing bit by bit in front of him.

With this thought, his heart suddenly ached, to the point where his emotions were somewhat uncontrollable, so he held her tightly in his arms.

"What's wrong?"

The sudden embrace of a man made Freya feel somewhat helpless. Bradley only poured out a lifetime of gentleness as he held her, burying his chin deeply in her shoulder, a tear rolling down his eye.

Freya clearly felt the warmth in her neck, and realized what was happening before lifting her head to deeply gaze into the man's face.

His profound and slender phoenix eyes were misty, his eyelashes wet, and in that instant, Freya's heart felt a sharp pain as if being pricked by needles.

She raised her hand, gently brushing away the tears at the corner of his eye, and murmured softly, "Why are you crying?"

In just a few days, she had seen this man shed tears with her own eyes.

Freya knew better than anyone else that her own injuries and illnesses were undoubtedly like a dagger in his heart, making him unable to protect himself, bearing guilt and helplessness in his heart.

People say that real men don't easily shed tears, but when the pain goes deep into their bones, how can they not cry?

In Freya's eyes, a man shedding tears is not embarrassing at all.

Especially when a man as enchantingly handsome as Bradley sheds tears, it shakes One's entire heart.

The man looked up at the sky, tears flooding his heart. Freya playfully blinked and said, "Let me help you blow it out." Then, she raised her tiptoes, lifted her chin, and carefully blew on his eyes. The warm breath swept in, causing his eyes to mist up even more, making the man shed more tears. Freya became flustered, "Did I make you uncomfortable..." Before she could finish her sentence, her chin was suddenly held, and the man's soft lips covered hers. The taste of tears mingled with saltiness flooded into their mouths, bringing tears to Freya's eyes as well. She reached for the man's neck with both hands, closed her eyes, and enjoyed this moment of tenderness with him. The sun was setting in the west.

The rosy glow from the horizon shines down, giving a flush to Freya's face. The two of them are lying on the grass in the back mountains, Bradley holding her tightly from behind, his eyes slightly closed as if he has fallen asleep, but his mind is more alert than anyone else's. After a while, the man softly spoke, "Not long ago, there was news from Agni's side that they had indeed discovered traps set up near the assassin production room. They have been trying to destroy the traps with all their might. Once the crisis is resolved, we can go down and wipe out Belle altogether." Freya opened her eyes, turned over to face him, and said firmly, "I will follow your arrangements, but you must not leave me to act alone." "Alright." The man moved her head to rest against his chest and said softly, "Rest for a while, I will call for you later." "No, I will go check on Ella. Although she can walk now, her injuries are still serious." With that, she left the man's embrace, stood up, and whether it was from lying down for too long or something else, she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, causing her to stagger a few steps. Seeing this, Bradley quickly supported her, "You are like this, yet you still care about others. I will take you back to rest now!" Taking off his earlier gentle tying, the man's voice was now more serious. Without waiting for her to refuse, he forcefully lifted her up horizontally.

Freya stared at him in a daze, tears quickly filling her eyes with mist, and tears silently fell down.

"Bradley, you're so fierce!"

The man let out a deep breath and said softly, "If I'm not fierce, I will eventually lose you."

Lately, this feeling of insecurity had become stronger, even if he was suspicious or irrational, he would not allow her to be harmed in the slightest.

He carried Freya back to the room, forced her to close her eyes, and waited for her to fall asleep before leaving.

Lance had been waiting outside, and when he saw Bradley come out, he nodded and said, "Young master, as you expected, White has escaped."

The man frowned deeply, his face extremely ugly, "Send people to search for him, leave no stone unturned to find him for me."

After Belle's identity was exposed, Bradley had sent people to find White, as Belle was his Yara and White knew the most about her background.

But now, White had escaped...

"Yes, I have already made arrangements, and we will catch White as soon as possible."

Bradley waved his hand to signal him to leave, his slender fingers pinching his brow, because he hadn't slept well recently due to Freya's illness, and now his head was throbbing.

But he didn't give himself any time to rest, immediately went to find Gordon to understand the situation.

The disappearance of White made him have a bad feeling.

If the other party is a friend, then it's good, but if it's an enemy, things will be difficult.

...

Hawke came over and threw himself into the work of developing an antidote for the snake venom with Gordon. He had heard of Gordon's name before, this person was a chemist, adept in toxicology, a versatile talent.

Watching Gordon analyze the components of the new venom, Hawke was surprised, "Mr. kane seems very familiar with the new venom. Have you previously come into contact with beastly venom?"

Gordon took a moment to turn around and said, "I have, I was the ying who developed the beastly venom. However, just when it was newly developed, it was leaked by someone with ill intentions. After that, I was framed by that despicable person Belle and was kept trapped in an underground labyrinth. As a result, the research has never undergoing actual clinical trials."

"What did you say?" Hawke was shocked, "You're the developer of the beastly venom?"

"That's right."

Gordon blinked and looked at Hawke, somewhat puzzled by his astonishment.

At most, the beastly venom was just a failed experiment, coupled with the fact that it had not undergoing clinical trials, there were too many uncontrollable factors.

He had also wanted to continue his research, but the materials in the underground maze were few and far between. In the end, he could only inject the semi-finished product into the bodies of vampiric bats, turning them into blood-sucking monsters.