All Chapters of There's No Turning Back: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

When Harvey brought Beau back to the hospital, the boy's voice was completely hoarse from crying. He couldn't make a sound, and his little face was twisted in misery.The prolonged emotional distress, combined with the cold rain and the fall, had triggered inflammation in his body. His cheeks flushed red, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably.Harvey immediately noticed something was wrong and called for the doctors. Several doctors surrounded Beau, quickly administering emergency treatment.Ethel rushed over upon hearing the news. Seeing the doctors clustered around the hospital bed, she clutched her chest in alarm."What happened to Beau? Where did Mary take him?""He went to find Elara," Harvey said impatiently.Ethel tensed. "He just went to see that heartless woman, so how did he end up like this? Did Elara do something to him?"Harvey's tone was cold. "She refused to forgive him and left him out in the rain."Ethel nearly fainted from anger. "I'm calling the media!

Leonard stared at him in silence. His cold gaze was as deep as a still lake. Harvey's eyes then dropped to Leonard's legs.Seven years ago, Leonard had been sanctioned by Melcina and placed on their national security watchlist. If he ever left Eucon or entered any country with an extradition treaty with Melcina, he risked being arrested.Such sanctions were seen as a badge of honor for many scholars in Eucon. Tobias, for instance, had been placed on Melcina's restricted entry list five years ago.Melcina barred him from entering any allied country under the guise of academic research, effectively preventing the world's top ten universities from collaborating with him or Leonard.Even so, as long as they remained in Eucon, their lives remained largely unaffected. Leonard, however, was not so fortunate.The car accident that crippled him had been a deliberate attempt on his life. Though he'd survived, he'd lost the ability to walk.From that moment on, the Fisher family distanced t

Harvey's once-handsome face darkened, and his furrowed brows cast a shadow over his expression."Have the maids cook it for you!"His son was being completely unreasonable.Beau's sudden change in attitude toward Elara was one thing, but why was he the one being tormented by it? Harvey had no patience to waste on such matters."I want Mommy's soup! She has to make it herself! Wah!" Beau wailed stubbornly over the phone.His whimpering sent piercing stabs through Harvey's ears, like thousands of tiny needles jabbing at his eardrums."Then how about I chop off her hands and use them to cook it for you?" he snapped in frustration.Beau's face turned pale with fright. "Daddy! How can you say that? I want Mommy…""Don't let me hear you say the word 'Mommy' again!"Harvey ended the call without hesitation. His chest heaved violently, and each breath he took felt like it was tearing at his heart.His blood boiled in the heat of his rage, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged

Harvey rewound the surveillance footage, setting it back to seven years ago. In their first year of marriage, Elara always cooked for him herself.She would sit in the dining room, waiting by the table for him to come home. She personally took care of his clothes, carefully selecting his ties and cufflinks.Harvey watched as, on one particular night, she stood beside the trash can for a long time. Her head was lowered as she threw away the meal she had prepared for him—because he never came home to eat.So, love really could be worn down to nothing in a short amount of time. She could have left the Fisher family much earlier, yet she still chose to bear his children.Leonard's voice echoed in his mind, "She spent seven years in the Fisher family for a much greater goal."What was the greater goal? Harvey had a vague idea, but he refused to acknowledge it.He pulled out Niamh's old phone and pressed play on a recorded audio file."Niamh, where's my sister-in-law? I can't find her

For a brief moment, Elara felt herself slipping into a daze. Disjointed images surfaced in her mind—memories she thought she had long buried.It was now unearthed as if by a ruthless spade, bringing with it the sickening stench of decay.She had always known that Daphne had sold her. Her first foster parents never bothered to hide the truth when they beat and berated her.After getting pregnant, Daphne had staged a dramatic escape. She gave birth to a baby girl at a small-town hospital but spent her days sighing in despair.A female nurse, noticing her distress, had asked what was wrong.Daphne had confided in her, explaining that her relationship with Abel had been met with fierce opposition from his family.She had pinned all her hopes on giving birth to a son, believing that a male heir would secure her place in the Jones family. But now, with a daughter in her arms, the thought of having to struggle against the Jones family for years to come brought her to tears.Struck by a