My Husband Killed Our Kid To Save Hers Novels & Stories

Desperation made me ask one last favor, “Sebastian, can you at least take my mother along, seeing how she has supported you financially for six years? “She’s old and unwell. She can’t stand the heat any longer.” A heavy silence filled the room. The light was not on in the room, so I could not see Sebastian’s expression clearly. We had been married for seven years but had known each other for much longer. We had grown up in the same neighborhood. We were childhood sweethearts and had never stayed apart. However, during the summer break, when we were about to enroll in middle school, Sebastian’s parents died in a car accident.

He couldn't find me, but he easily found Vicky. After all, a woman with a face full of scars stands out anywhere. After quickly dispatching Vicky, Jack plunged the knife into his own heart. They say it takes immense courage for a person to end their life with a knife. He had always been afraid of pain. Yet when he stabbed himself, there wasn't a moment of hesitation. "Lisa..." he called out my name as he was dying. "Lisa, I've avenged you and our daughter... Can you... forgive me?"

She clutched my shirt tightly in her fists. "I didn't because I wanted to kill Satan and I went into his house." Her eyes widened with my words. "What?" She exclaimed. I nodded my head and caressed her hair. "I was about to press the trigger but her wife came and I couldn't gather the courage to kill him in front of her. She is innocent and eight months pregnant with complications. She might have lost her child because of the shock of her husband's death." "Please tell me you didn't kill her," she muttered. I smiled at the way she forgot her pain to save another person from getting traumatised.

She also claimed that ever since I regained my identity, I was withholding our sick daughter from her. She looked so pitiful, as if she had truly loved our family and me with all her heart. James sat beside her, gently holding her shoulder as he spoke up for her to the camera. "Lin is just too kind. That's why she got fooled by someone like him. He's a liar, and on top of that, he abandoned her. He's inhuman! "Don't worry, Lin. I'll always be here for you." This caused outrage to spark online. A scandal involving a wealthy family, mixed with the heart-wrenching story of a mother separated from her child, ensured the whole incident went viral.

She was the only one to whom I told everything about me even when I didn't utter a single word to anyone else. Anita Aunty was a kind and pure hearted lady. She spent 18 years of her life in this jail. She had killed her husband because he was an animal under human skin. He used to beat Aunty and her son like animals. She had killed her husband to save her son because her husband was a Monster. She told me that one day when her husband tried to kill her son, she killed her husband in self-defence.

“On January 6th. It was the fifth day after the death of my wife, and I had my eyes fixed on a beautiful lady I saw. Sigh. It turns out that the beautiful lady already had a fiancé. But surprisingly, she chose me over her fiancè. A few months later, she gave birth to a daughter for me” “On February 4th, I fulfilled my promise and killed Mr Beckham and his family. Later, I discovered that his granddaughter survived. I badly wanted to kill her, but I had to leave her alone, since she was protected by Mr Harrington. Going against Mr Harrington might end up turning against me”.

I swallowed hard, my throat tightening. Where was this coming from? “I-I—” I tried to speak, but my voice splintered, cracking under the weight of his words. His expression darkened, his gaze narrowing as if I’d just confirmed something for him. “How can you be so willing to give up your life for a fetus that hasn’t even stepped foot on this earth yet—when she tried to kill her own living, breathing, perfectly fine and happy eight-year-old son just because he saw her murder her husband?” His voice was a razor, cutting through the air.

“Strange isn’t it? He was about to walk away from you, away from his inheritance to be with the woman he loved. Then he has an accident that almost kills her and gives him amnesia. Coincidence?” “Just what are you implying?” “Maybe you had something to do with that?” I focus every bit of hate I have at him. “I would never risk Jayden’s life like that.” “I suppose not. I mean you do love him. That much is clear.” “Of course, Greg had the heart defect. He found out six months before he died. It wouldn’t take much to take advantage of that weakness, would it?” I glare at him. “So not only did I try and kill my son, I also killed my husband? Is that what you’re saying?”

My wife, Lani Fort, finally answered my calls only after my daughter, Anjou, stopped breathing. “Didn’t I tell you that Warren Stafford’s dog was having a difficult labor? I’m in the middle of saving a life right now. “You’ve called 108 times in two hours. What on earth is going on?” Two hours earlier, my daughter had suddenly developed a high fever, so I took her to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed her with acute myocarditis and said her only chance of survival was to use an ECMO machine. The $50,000 initial fee for the treatment had become an insurmountable obstacle for me. I called her 108 times, but she had rejected every single call. My voice trembled as I held my daughter’s lif

But there was something about his facial features. The day she had died, the time she had stood outside the very same car she drove to the bar the previous night. The day she had stood watching her husband making out in the car with her niece just few minutes after she had a stillbirth and had died, the car that had come from behind her. It's driver . She finally recslled. The man that stood before her was the same man behind the wheels of the car that had killed her again the second time. The man who had propelled her back to this part of her life years ago .