All Chapters of My Husband Wants Me Dead: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

Hearing Bradley's cruel words, Esther hung up in despair and promptly blocked his number."Esther, what did he say?" Anna asked.Esther smiled bitterly and mockingly. Her voice was hoarse as she said, "He told me to kneel before him and beg."At that moment, Esther steeled herself. She couldn't help but ask herself again. How did she fall in love with Bradley when she was younger? Did his handsome face deceive her? Or was there something else about him that she had missed?"What are you going to do? Are you going to beg him?" Anna asked.Esther shook her head. She had pleaded and begged... In response, Bradley had imprisoned and tortured her. She wouldn't stay powerless any longer."I'm going to take legal action against the prison and Bradley," she replied.Anna asked with concern, "Esther, have you really thought this through? If you really take Bradley to court...""I have to find out where my daughter is." Esther suddenly turned to hug Anna tightly. "Anna, thank you for all

Steffan's smile was faint, his gaze fixed on the pure, innocent face in front of him. Suddenly, he understood why Bradley had put so much effort into keeping her close."Jacob is aware, too," he revealed.Esther's eyes widened in surprise. With a puzzled look, she asked, "So, you all planned this?""Not me," Steffan clarified. "I keep my promises. When I agreed to let her go before, I meant it."Esther frowned. "Is Jacob's illness also a lie?""It's genuine. I moved Jacob to the church hospital hoping they'd find a matching donor there." Steffan lifted his coffee cup, his deep blue eyes focusing on the fields in the distance. "I'm a businessman. If money can fix a problem, then it's not a real problem."Esther understood the implied meaning in Steffan's words. As a father, he needed someone to save his child. The legality or morality of the process was not within his scope of consideration."May I dare ask what illness Jacob has?"Steffan withdrew his gaze, his tone cold and co

Five years later, Xara stepped onto the familiar land of her past pain and youth. Just like five years before, the sky was cloudy and rainy when she had left this place, overwhelmed by despair.Even on the plane, Xara couldn't relax completely. She covered her ears, fearful of turning back, as if Steffan might be there, casting a menacing look. Her greatest fear was crumbling under Jacob's cries.As a psychologist, Xara knew well that severe postpartum depression had gripped her after Jacob's birth. Her actions became uncontrollable, leading to numerous instances of self-harm at night, and she had even come close to harming Jacob. Nightmares haunted her even in sleep.Despite five years passing, she still relied on sleeping pills to find rest.She did not know if Steffan regretted letting her leave back then. She had never dared to stay in one place for more than three months. She did not dare to buy a house. She only had an off-road vehicle, driving it everywhere and driving away

Esther noticed that Jacob seemed slightly uneasy, and it was enough for her to understand his feelings. He longed for his mother so much but did not know how to interact with her due to the five-year gap. For a child, being close to their mother was instinctual. Jacob's desire for his mother's warmth was also innate."Jacob, now that your mother is back, it means she has thought it through. She knows that running away won't solve anything," she explained.Jacob glanced at Esther, then turned his gaze towards Xara in the distance. Silently, he walked towards Xara's bedroom.The service staff had prepared Xara's bedroom meticulously—everything was the newest, from clothes to toiletries.Xara's room was a suite consisting of a study, a reception room, a dressing room, a bathroom, and a bedroom.Jacob wandered around the suite, finally fixing his gaze on a box of biscuits on the small coffee table in the reception room.He called for the butler, who respectfully responded. "Mr. Jacob

Xara took a deep breath, forcing herself to maintain her composure as she looked at Steffan. "Why didn't you tell me that Jacob was sick?"Steffan's deep blue eyes held a faint mocking smirk. His voice was indifferent as he said, "When you left five years ago, I told you that unless you willingly returned here one day..."Xara walked briskly to stand before him. Her voice was filled with anguish as she demanded, "Steffan, do you resent me for leaving Jacob five years ago? Is that why you wouldn't even inform me that he's sick? Is this your way of punishing me?""Xara, look at yourself in the mirror on your right."Xara turned stiffly to the mirror. The person she saw was a far cry from her usual fierce and efficient self. She looked like a helpless little rabbit."I gave you your freedom," Steffan said, his voice icy. "The moment you left without looking back, you no longer deserved to be Jacob's mother."Steffan's eyes betrayed a hint of wickedness. Even though he was sitting st