My Husband Killed Our Kid To Save Hers Novels & Stories

My husband took our six-year-old son to meet his first love, using him as a cover. At some point, he sent our son to buy burn cream. My sweet boy then encountered a lunatic who stabbed him to death. The pain in my heart was unbearable. When I saw the burn cream still in my son's hand, I broke down in tears. Then my husband called. Instead of any concern or remorse, he yelled at me, "Look at the son you've raised, Shayla Joy! He burned Claire and didn't even apologize. Get him back here right now!"

“Violet, you were the last person who called my father before he was kidnapped.” The sudden accusation stunned Violet, and she looked at Henry for help. “That’s enough!” With a dark expression, Henry shielded Violet and rebuked me, saying, “Luna, stop kicking up a fuss here. The murderer has been executed, and the judgment bears the court’s official seal. If you really want to blame someone for this, blame your father for being unlucky.” I teared up and stormed forward. “My father spent months in the lab researching the cure to treat your legs. Don’t you have a conscience?!”

"Well, it's a bit long, but here we go. Over three years ago, you were married to Katherina Carluccio. You separated, and after signing the divorce, someone murdered her. By 'someone,' I mean Maritza. She was responsible. Not satisfied with that, she also tried to kill your son, but that day I saved him. That's how we met, and after some time, we fell in love and got married. We had a daughter, and when she was three months old, someone ambushed us. "You had found out about all the atrocities they had committed and went to confront them while my children and I were at the mansion waiting for you. We managed to escape from there, but we had no news of you for hours. Later, your men told me th

"Please! Don't kill my husband! I'm heavily pregnant. If my husband is gone, then what will happen to me and my child." A woman who was heavily pregnant crawled under the feet of a man who was standing while stepping on the woman's husband's chest. "Harnum, my wife," said the dying man. The woman named Harnum turned to crawling to hug her husband's blood-stained body. "Reno, please wake up, Baby! Don't leave me." Harnum cried as she hugged her husband's body.

The hospital was in chaos. My husband, Stephen Howard, carried Lily Evans into the emergency room. He glared at me fiercely, his eyes filled with irreconcilable hatred. A twisting pain in my abdomen sent shivers of terror through me! As I woke up to the day of my gastric bleeding, my husband had returned from the past as well. Before his death, he confessed, "With Lily gone, I refuse to cling to life!" Then he swallowed poison. Now, he had chosen to save Lily immediately, deciding to abandon me.

That’s when I heard a gunshot. His men seemed to be frozen too, as we both looked in the direction where the gun was pointing, and it was in my son's direction. “Nooo!” I screamed in pain as my eyes landed on the figure dead laying on the cold floor. My wife was in a pool of blood, laying on the floor. She just saved our son. She lost her life for our son—she lost her life because of me. I rushe to her side as I took her in my arms, trying to revive her.

I said, trying to change the subject, “I owe you my life. You didn’t just save me...you saved my baby.” I lowered my gaze, my throat tightening. “The pregnancy… it’s my husband’s, but he was still willing to burn his own child alive.” I swallowed hard, my voice breaking. “I never thought he was a good man, but I didn’t think he was this evil.” Caleb’s expression darkened. His fingers curled into fists. He took a deep breath before speaking. “Do you want me to help you get justice?” he asked. “What your husband did… it was attempted murder, Sophia.”

He captured her family—her husband, her two children. First, he forced her husband to fight him. A battle to the death for her and their family’s freedom. But my father won— obviously, one a regular old accountant and one has been trained to kill since they were ten, who do you think will win? “Definitely not… the accountant.” Hazel answers and I nod. “Exactly.” “He killed her husband right in front of her. Then her first son,—I mean her second, I am the first. Only five at that time, he was executed by my father’s men, her only daughter, three years old was next.

"You see if we try saving her..the medications will definitely harm the child...or the child will have brain damage or other abnormalities. Even if we are successful...the chances of the child surviving later...are very rare" He killed his own child...how inhuman he can be. His stupidness caused all this. He will never be able to forgive himself. He was a murderer. "Sir please we need an answer right now. .her situation is deteriorating...can-" "Save my wife." Were the only words his lips could whisper. His eyes stared at the papers in front of him. The papers he is required to sign for giving his approval for killing his own child

I whispered too. "I hope everything is okay there?" I heard the police shouting again before they entered their car. "Yes! Everything is okay." I lied. They drove us leaving the three of us there alone. "The person who planned on killling you was Jade, and it happened that your husband took the fall instead. I wanted to save you again, because she will keep coming for you if she realizes he was alive. That was why I did all of these." He confessed to me.