All Chapters of DEAR HUSBAND, I'M DONE: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

DANIELLE'S POV The heavy, solid oak front door slammed shut with a deafening, echoing thud that reverberated straight through the polished marble floorboards beneath Danielle's feet, shaking the crystal chandelier hanging high above the foyer. Adrian had walked out without so much as a single backward glance, treating her like some unwanted, irritating nuisance he could simply dump on the doorstep and forget about.The raw, burning offense of it clawed at Danielle's throat like a physical hand. How dare he? How dare he treat the future mother of his child with such utter, dismissive contempt in front of the staff?"Well," Jane's voice cut through the tense, suffocating silence of the grand foyer, dripping with a cold, aristocratic disdain that made Danielle's blood run hot. Jane slowly smoothed down the front of her immaculate designer coat, looking down her nose at the younger woman as if Danielle were a dirty stain on her expensive Persian rug. "It seems my son has finally show

ADRIAN'S POV The silence of Adrian’s private villa was absolute, broken only by the quiet tap of keys as he reviewed outstanding corporate files from his desk. It was the only place he could find true sanctuary from the suffocating drama of the Hudson estate. Here, away from his mother’s frantic demands and Danielle's manipulative presence, he could actually think.After he left Danielle and his mother at the estate, he drove around for a bit before he went back to his house. He needed the peace and quiet for just that day. A soft, respectful knock sounded at the study door. His elderly butler, Thomas, stepped into the warm glow of the room, bowing slightly."Pardon the interruption, Mr. Hudson," Thomas said in his quiet, measured voice. "Mr. Vance, the private detective, has arrived. He is waiting in the reception hall."Adrian closed his laptop, a heavy weight settling in his chest. "Show him in, Thomas. Thank you." A moment later, the detective walked into the study. He was a s

ELENA'S POV"Those miserable, sick, twisted psychopaths!" Jacintha paced the length of the small, humid cabin room, her bare feet slapping angrily against the dusty floorboards. She shook her head, her face flushed with a mixture of lingering fever and sheer, unadulterated fury. "I swear, if I ever get my hands on Danielle, I’m going to tear every single extension out of her scalp. And Reid? I’ll strangle him myself. How long have we even been locked in this godforsaken hellhole, Elena? Days? Weeks? It feels like we've been erased from the face of the earth.”Elena didn’t answer. She stood by the small, rectangular window, her fingers lightly tracing the cold iron bars that blocked their only view of the outside world. Outside, the endless expanse of the ocean stretched toward the horizon, the waves crashing relentlessly against the jagged cliffs of the island."Why isn't anyone looking for us?" Jacintha continued to rant, her pacing growing faster, more frantic. "Adrian has all the

DANIELLE'S POVThe question hung in the cool, crisp night air, sharp and heavy as a sharpened blade. *Are you really pregnant with my son's child?*Danielle’s mind raced at a breakneck speed, desperately calculating the safest path through the minefield Jane had just laid out. Her immediate, well-rehearsed instinct was to lie—to swear on her life, her career, and her very soul that the child in her womb was real and belonged solely to Adrian. But as she stared into the older woman's unblinking, predatory eyes, a warning bell rang loudly in her head. Jane was no fool. A lie of this magnitude was fragile. If the matriarch demanded her own trusted medical specialists or forced an independent, immediate ultrasound screening, the entire house of cards would collapse. Still, Danielle couldn't bring herself to surrender all her leverage. She had to keep some cards hidden. As powerful as Jane was, Danielle knew that the safest thing was to give her the half truth. She would give her just

ELENA'S POVThe hellish, crimson glow of the flare painted the sky in a bloody light, casting long, distorted shadows across the forest floor. The loud, panicked shouting of the guards erupted from the cabin behind them, accompanied by the crashing of doors and the frantic barking of dogs in the distance."Elena, we have to go. Now!" Jacintha screamed, her voice cracking with sheer terror as she tugged desperately at Elena’s arm. "They know we’re gone. They’re coming.""I can't..." Elena sobbed, her legs trembling so violently she could barely stand. The white-hot pain in her abdomen was blinding, making her head spin. She sank onto her knees against the damp earth, clutching her pregnant belly. She felt completely drained, empty of all strength. "Jacintha, please... you have to leave me. Run. You're fast enough to make it to the utility shed. Call for help. Just save yourself.”"Are you out of your mind?" Jacintha snapped, grabbing Elena by her shoulders and shaking her hard. Her e