Xara placed a pile of test reports in Bradley's lap and said, "Bradley, this is Felix's file. I've conducted a psychological evaluation, and it indicates that his mutism is due to psychological factors. If you have doubts, consult a specialized child psychologist for another assessment."Naturally, Bradley had doubts about Xara, given her previous involvement in helping Esther fake amnesia. He could easily be deceived again."Kevin, go get a child specialist."Reluctantly, Kevin asked, "Bradley, even if you don't trust her, you should trust me. Do you think I would lie? I won't say more. Just go see Felix, and you'll understand."Kevin led Bradley to where Felix sat quietly, absorbed in a book. Felix briefly looked up at them as they approached but soon returned to his book."Felix, who am I?" Bradley lifted Felix, but the latter only gazed back with his clear, wide eyes. His lips were tightly sealed, and he couldn't speak."Speak, who am I to you?"Felix remained silent.Kevin
As soon as Oliver spoke, Agatha approached with a scowl."You're here?" Oliver asked with concern. "Dr. Foster, how is Esther?""Brace yourself." Agatha sighed, looking weary and crestfallen as she settled into a chair. She explained, "Her immune system is severely weakened, and her condition is worse than we expected. I've done everything I can, but I can barely keep her alive. How long she'll live is now up to fate."Oliver asked in astonishment, "You can't do anything more?""Oliver, Esther's condition wasn't caused by me. I can treat her body, but I can't heal her heart. She's on the brink of death."Bradley couldn't believe it and shouted, "This can't be!"Agatha said, her tone calm and without anger, "Why not?"Warner, you're well aware of what Esther endured. She was pregnant and sent to prison right after her diagnosis. You've experienced jail, so you know what life is like there. Do you think her body can withstand all that?"Also, from what I know, you instructed inma
Oliver and Agatha stood outside the ICU. Oliver didn't immediately doubt what Agatha had just revealed in front of Bradley."Oliver, you might be wondering if this is true," Agatha said, her gaze fixed on Esther, who had narrowly escaped death. She took a deep breath, her eyes showing pain, and said, "I wish I could say that what I just mentioned was just a scare tactic to frighten Bradley, but... all of it is true."Oliver's expression darkened. He took a seat across from Agatha and confessed, "I blame myself for not protecting Esther. I...""It's not your fault." Agatha understood that even though there was evidence against the Pendletons, the timing was crucial. When Bradley kidnapped Esther, everyone in the Quills had been preoccupied and couldn't look after her."It's Esther's destiny."Every person had their own destiny. This was Esther's destiny. Or perhaps it was her choice."Dr. Foster, I entrust Esther to you," Oliver said helplessly. "I didn't know who Esther's father
"Yes."Agatha pondered Esther's situation over the years and realized she had never had anyone to protect her. Confirming Esther's identity would make Bradley think twice about mistreating her, as he had done before."Then, let's go ahead with the DNA test."Agatha personally gathered samples from Oliver and Esther and sent them to the laboratory for analysis. She took care not to use their real names for this DNA test, following the standard procedure without any special arrangements.-While Agatha and Oliver awaited the DNA test results, Bradley had arranged for various experts to visit the private hospital under the Warner Group. A child psychologist diagnosed Felix's condition, concluding that he was experiencing psychogenic mutism."Does this mean my son won't be able to speak from now on?" Upon hearing the diagnosis, Bradley's demeanor changed dramatically, and he glared at the high-priced specialist he had hired."Mr. Warner, it's psychogenic mutism, a temporary speech l
Kevin rose from the floor, seething with anger as he overheard Bradley threatening Felix, who was already battling a psychological illness. He grabbed a water bottle from the table, unscrewed the cap, and drenched Bradley's face with its entire contents."Bradley, are you calmer now?"Cold water dripped from Bradley's face, his eyes gave off a frosty glint, and his tightly pressed lips betrayed his anxiety."Looks like you've cooled off."Kevin couldn't help but wonder what he had done in life to cross paths with Bradley."If you're not familiar with psychological disorders, you can look them up. But this isn't how you treat Felix. He's just a kid and can't handle what you're putting him through. Everyone has their limits, and your actions have pushed Felix to his."Must you drive Felix to a point where he ends up like Esther? Would that satisfy you?"Having said his piece, Kevin picked up Felix and walked away. Bradley's current emotional state was clearly off, and Kevin didn't
In the ICU.Felix quietly watched over Esther. He read a book and stayed by her side in silence. When he grew tired of reading, he grasped Esther's hand and nestled his little face against the back of her hand, eventually falling asleep.Seeing Felix sleeping so peacefully, Agatha, who had just entered, chose not to wake him. Instead, she gently lifted him and placed him in Esther's arms.Felix slept peacefully in his mother's embrace, and they cuddled closely. Agatha hoped that Esther might wake up from her coma upon feeling Felix's presence.Agatha examined Esther and administered acupuncture treatment as planned. As she inserted the final needle, Esther, who had been in a coma, suddenly opened her eyes."Grandma Foster..." Esther's voice was hoarse as she gazed at Agatha in disbelief. "Am I dreaming?"Agatha was accustomed to life's uncertainties and couldn't help but shed tears at that moment."No, dear, this is no dream."Tears welled in Esther's eyes. She had thought she
Felix's small hand encircled Esther's neck, and her heartbeat gradually returned to its normal rhythm.At that moment, a saying came to Agatha's mind. 'Women may seem weak, but they show great strength as mothers.'Esther managed to pull through from the brink of death. With Felix by her side, her condition improved significantly. However, as a doctor, Agatha could see that Esther was delicate, like a tightly wound string that could snap with the slightest disturbance.Word of Esther's awakening spread, and those who cared for her, like Kevin, Xara, and Oliver, rejoiced.Upon hearing the news of Esther's recovery, Bradley immediately wished to visit her. Although Esther was at the Warner Group's private hospital, the bodyguards stationed at the ICU prevented him from entering. He needed Agatha's approval to see her.As Esther regained consciousness, she began to recover slowly. She kissed Felix's forehead and tenderly stroked his hair, overwhelmed by guilt. She believed her strain
Unlike some people who sought help and shared their problems, whether big or small, Esther stood out. Perhaps it was because she had grown up in a difficult family, where Leah mistreated her, and Billy was a weak-willed man. Growing up, she had learned to rely on herself. She had developed a habit of dealing with everything independently, no matter how important or trivial."Xara, I don't want to talk right now." Esther firmly resisted engaging in a conversation with Xara.Observing Esther's reluctance, Xara sighed and offered, "Esther, you appeared so content during your time abroad. If you're unhappy here, especially considering Felix's condition, perhaps it would be better for you to go overseas for a change.Given your relationship with Bradley, staying here could be detrimental to Felix's recovery."Esther lowered her gaze before looking at Xara. Her voice was strained as she asked, "Can Felix be cured?""Healing the heart requires more than medicine. Although Felix's conditi
Bradley's brazen words made Gabriel raise an eyebrow, and his scrutinizing gaze on Bradley intensified.Unfazed by Gabriel, Bradley calmly stated, "Mr. Sinclair, when I visited Shane recently, he handed me some video footage. It showed Esther being assaulted and abused in prison, with the perpetrators claiming it was my order. I've always dared to own up to my actions. What I've done, I won't shirk from. What I haven't done, I won't admit."Gabriel had seen the videos online. Even though Bradley had obscured the protagonist's face in the footage, he knew it was Esther. He had believed entrusting Esther to Thomas would ensure her safety, only to discover how fate twisted things."Bradley, I'll assume your words are true," Gabriel began. "Then tell me, if those people who assaulted Esther in prison weren't influenced by someone else, who put her in prison? Have you forgotten how you, in your irrational madness, expected a woman carrying your children to pay the price? Or do you believ
When Bradley brought up his grandfather again, he felt utterly unfilial as a grandson."Your grandfather's greatest wish before he passed was for you and Esther to live peacefully and happily. Sadly, all he witnessed was discord and enmity between you as a couple."Gabriel understood better than anyone that Bradley, in his youthful arrogance, felt that everything and everyone should conform to his desires. When Thomas compelled Bradley to marry Esther, almost like an arranged marriage, his rebellious nature surfaced."I've failed my grandfather's hopes," Bradley admitted with a bitter taste in his mouth.During quiet, solitary nights, he revisited memories of the past repeatedly.He hadn't desired that marriage back then. However, since he had promised his grandfather to marry Esther, he should have genuinely treated her as a wife.Despite the subsequent events not aligning with his wishes, he was painfully aware that if he hadn't been arrogant and unwilling to listen to Esther's
Esther wasn't pleasant toward Bradley. If she had evidence, she would gladly send him to prison to experience the joy of life behind bars.Bradley gazed blankly at Esther's stunning face, a hint of indescribable sorrow in his eyes. Those deep eyes resembled a chilly cold spring."Not only do you want to chop off my hand, but you also want my life, right?"Esther gestured a slice across her neck at Bradley with her hand, then turned away to tell Logan, "Let's go. Don't waste time on this.""Okay."With languid steps, Esther walked into the elevator. Once they were inside, the elevator doors shut.Outside the elevator, Bradley watched Esther and Logan like they were two puzzle pieces that matched perfectly. Instantly, he felt an unbearable heartache, as if his heart was being torn apart.He instinctively reached out to steady himself against the wall, observing the numbers on the elevator panel decrease until it stopped at the ground floor.It took a while before Bradley recovere
Throughout the entire night, neither Esther nor Logan had shut their eyes.Feeling their eyes strain, they applied eye drops. It wasn't until Esther noticed someone who shouldn't have been there on the surveillance footage."Logan, take a look at this."Perplexed, Logan asked, "What's going on?""Do you think this person looks like Shirley?"Esther was particularly sharp in discerning a woman's physique. She could immediately tell that the woman being supported by a man due to her intoxication bore a striking resemblance to Shirley."Let me see."Logan zoomed in on the surveillance footage, carefully comparing it with the footage containing Shirley. Physically, the two women indeed looked very similar.There was just one question... How would they confirm if she was Shirley?"Esther, stay here and keep watching the surveillance. I'll retrieve other surveillance footage.""Okay."Logan and Esther divided their tasks. Suspecting that the intoxicated woman might be Shirley, Est
Logan and Esther exchanged a glance. They fixed their intense gazes on Jason's face, unable to discern if he was smirking or provoking them."Mr. Taft, the evidence you seek will come."Jason scoffed. He seemed to transform into a different person as he put his glasses back on."Even if Shirley deceived me, I never wished harm upon her, let alone her death."I can consider your suspicions toward me as part of the investigation, but I hope that once everything is revealed, you can restore my innocence."I've said my piece. As long as Shirley hasn't divorced me, she remains my wife. I am obliged to cooperate in the investigation, and I hope you find her soon."Logan and Esther sensed something amiss with the first confrontation. They didn't say anything untoward until they exited the elevator and looked up at Jason's balcony outside.Jason stood on the balcony, looking at Logan and Esther and waving toward them.Logan and Esther looked at Jason before they turned and got into the
"She blocked me on all forms of contact at that time. I even tried contacting her through my colleagues' phones but found out she had blocked them, too. I thought she might be angry, so we should both calm down."Logan didn't speak and just listened quietly as Jason recounted the events of the case."I was angry that she blocked me. At my age, what's wrong with wanting a child? My parents were pushing for it, and I wondered if this marriage was what I wanted."Shirley is very beautiful. My friends and classmates say I'm lucky to have married her, but they don't know that beauty comes at a price."While my colleagues were buying properties, my wife kept changing bags. Her clothes, skincare products, shoes—everything was designer. To support her lifestyle, I work diligently, even taking extra freelance jobs to afford it."I thought I was a good husband and just wanted a child. What did I do wrong? If she had said that she didn't want a child after marriage in the first place, it wou
Gabriel took a long look at Esther, realizing more than anyone that Esther seemed to be heading toward a different extreme now. He wasn't certain if this shift in Esther's demeanor was good or bad.However, one thing was clear to him—the intersection of Esther and Bradley's lives resembled two lines crossing. After intersecting, they would drift further apart."Esther, you can investigate Bradley's criminal evidence. I won't object to that," Gabriel said with a stern face, emphasizing, "But ensure you complete your tasks on time and with quality.""Grandpa Gabriel, rest assured, I won't neglect my work."Gabriel nodded. "Go on then.""Alright." Esther stepped out of the office and approached Logan. "We can set off now.""Okay."Logan didn't inquire about Esther's conversation with Gabriel. Although they pretended to be engaged, Logan maintained a respectful distance from Esther. He wouldn't interfere much in her matters. However, he was aware that if she needed his help, he woul
Gabriel stated, "According to her husband, they argued before she went missing. He assumed she had returned to her parents' home and didn't inquire further since they often had cold spells for ten days to half a month. Their relatives and friends can testify to this."However, the cold spell extended to a month this time, which alarmed him. When he called her parents, they told him his wife never went home."Esther knew that the husband was often the first suspect when the wife went missing in cases like this."The wife bought a high-speed train ticket to her parents' home but didn't take the train back. The police traced her taking a ride-hailing car, and the driver claimed to have dropped her off on the street. The dashcam recording is proof. However, after that point, there's a blind spot in the surveillance footage. Usually, surveillance is kept for a certain period and gets overwritten after that."Logan asked, "What about the investigation on the missing woman's husband?""T
Esther rose, fixating on the distant scenery with clear eyes. "As long as he commits a crime, he'll leave traces."Logan was on the verge of speaking but was interrupted by the sudden ring of his phone."Hello, Mr. Sinclair."Gabriel's voice sounded grave. "There's a new lead.""Alright, we'll be right there."Logan stood up, turning to Esther. "We'll meet at the locker room entrance in ten minutes.""Is there a new development?""Yes."For most girls, ten minutes might not suffice even for basic grooming. For Esther, it was just right. The only issue was her long hair. Time was too short, and she lacked the opportunity to blow-dry it. Her damp hair draped over her shoulders, slightly soaking her T-shirt.Logan kept his eyes on the road. "I'll drive. You can use a towel to dry your hair.""Okay."As Logan drove, Esther sat in the car, patting her hair dry with a towel. Her hair was thick, posing a challenge to dry with just a towel.Nevertheless, Esther refrained from openi