icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Sign out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

The Husband's Deadly Game

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 600    |    Released on: 16/06/2025

lapse, "She's just mimicking Sarah to get your

ick

her. Of co

nitor, grabbed a wad of fabric, likely torn from my

ped my throat, gagging

d. My asthma. I

y chest tightened, a

d more urgent than the

ne rang. Ethan'

shifting from cold command to s

m the maternity suite? S

he butchery happening to me, h

lies. That three-hundred-thousand-a-month post-natal ca

He was

frantic haste, his ha

e in my abd

eared body was li

Our da

. I heard a t

a mask of fury, barked an order to someone off-screen at h

each for my baby, the

.

truggles w

Chloe announced triumphantly t

hter was wrapped in a dirty clo

car

ristopher medal, the biggest one they have, get it blessed. And make a large

ayed on the screen ab

looked from me to the disca

rror warred

e a de

used by someone else taking charge. "Get her on that speedboat,

e "game" now, or perhaps fearing repercussions if I die

me onto a cr

, no longer bound, slipped

loved locket, swung free, glint

as another, far more lu

With

d, perhaps to survey his "

e stretch

of silver from

on the locket f

hloe, his voice softening, "Don't look, Ch

service route. We can't have this spoiling the main

w

l didn'

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
The Husband's Deadly Game
The Husband's Deadly Game
“I was just days from my due date, nesting in our Bay Area home, full of anticipation for the arrival of our child with my beloved husband, Ethan. Without warning, I woke up blindfolded, hands bound, struggling for air in a damp, cold forest, my heavily pregnant body pressed painfully against the earth. Over hidden speakers, I heard Ethan's voice, transformed from loving husband to callous ringmaster, casually discussing a brutal "performance art" with his mistress, Chloe, and acknowledging my water had broken. He then ordered agonizing electric shocks, bet ten million dollars on my death, and unleashed vicious dogs before I was dragged to a makeshift table for a forced C-section, sans anesthesia, all for their twisted amusement. How could the man who once wore a simple silver locket, a symbol of our shared journey from nothing, now orchestrate such monstrous betrayal, turning his pregnant wife and our unborn child into pawns in a deadly, public spectacle? After enduring unimaginable tortures and surviving a coma, I miraculously awakened, not to forgive, but to ensure that the man who stole my child and desecrated my love would face consequences, and I would finally find a fragile peace far from his shadow.”
1 Introduction2 Chapter 13 Chapter 24 Chapter 35 Chapter 46 Chapter 57 Chapter 68 Chapter 79 Chapter 810 Chapter 911 Chapter 10