Chapter 407

Jacob responded with a faint “Oh” and continued to ask, “You loved the wrong person, but you had children for him. Do you regret it?”

“You might not believe it, Jacob, but I’ve never regretted it.” Esther’s gaze fell on Jacob’s young, handsome face. “If you’re interested, I can tell you my story.”

“Go ahead.” Jacob leaned back in the leather seat, a hint of excitement flickering in his eyes.

“I was infatuated with him at first sight. At that time, he was a popular guy on campus, excelling in both academics and sports. Many girls liked him, including me.

“Young love is like honey, making people eager to taste its sweetness. But he seemed to have an unattainable crush at that time. I’m not sure of the particulars. Anyway, we got married through his grandfather’s arrangement. He resisted the marriage while I was immersed in the happiness of having my wish fulfilled.

“I naively thought that as long as I loved him, I could overcome everything and win his favor. But reality proved that all of it was my wishful thinking.

“He got drunk, and I got pregnant. It was at that time a video came up and spread like wildfire. I tried to prove my innocence, but it was no use.

video then triggered everything after that. You asked how I lost Pixie? It was because I gave birth in

from prison did I find out that another woman had secretly taken away and raised my son as her own

for my twin daughters, he sent them to an orphanage, making them abandoned children. When I

filled with anguish.

fixed his gaze on the Rubik’s Cube in his hands and asked, “Do you hate

“You can only hate someone when you still love them. I don’t love him,

hesitated before asking, “If

I’ve been through. He wouldn’t want me to return

He lowered his head and

that they weren’t heading to the church hospital as planned. Instead, the car was driving toward the

she wondered, the car came to a stop.

Jacob and Esther into a riverside mansion that was like

Sanderson, you’re

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