Steffanâs smile was faint, his gaze fixed on the pure, innocent face in front of him. Suddenly, he understood why Bradley had put so much effort into keeping her close.
âJacob is aware, too,â he revealed.
Estherâs eyes widened in surprise. With a puzzled look, she asked, âSo, you all planned this?â
âNot me,â Steffan clarified. âI keep my promises. When I agreed to let her go before, I meant it.â
Esther frowned. âIs Jacobâs illness also a lie?â
âItâs genuine. I moved Jacob to the church hospital hoping theyâd find a matching donor there.
â1 Steffan lifted his coffee cup, his deep blue eyes focusing on the fields in the distance. âIâm a businessman. If money can fix a problem, then itâs not a real problem.â
Esther understood the implied meaning in Steffanâs words. As a father, he needed someone to save his child. The legality or morality of the process was not within his scope of consideration.
âMay I dare ask what illness Jacob has?â
Steffan withdrew his gaze, his tone cold and composed. âThe doctor said that if Jacob had a sibling, perhaps there would be a higher chance of survival.â
Esther was momentarily at a loss for words. As a mother, she believed Xara would choose to have another child with Steffan to save Jacob.
âEsther, thank you.â Steffan got up slowly and handed a bank card to Esther. âThis is the reward that Jacob offers you for being his temporary mother. The password is Felixâs birthday.
Esther sat in a daze, staring at the bank card. She had never thought that Jacob had been deliberately manipulating her.
Upon reflection, however, she realized there had been traces of it all along. It was just that she was preoccupied with Pixieâs case at that time and had not connected Jacobâs actions to this direction.
Jacobâs appearance, his assistance, the transaction he made, and the photo that had fallen. from the book-all of it was a carefully woven net Jacob had cast.
Steffan and Jacob had always been aware of Xaraâs whereabouts, but they had not disrupted her peaceful life. Estherâs appearance was the unexpected turn that broke the current deadlock.
Just as Esther was uncertain whether what she had done was good or bad, Jacob approached her.
âYouâre going back?â he asked.
Esther looked at the boy before her. His face carried a light hint of innocence.
Actually, she knew that Jacob was not at fault. He was just a child yearning for maternal love. A childâs love for their mother was innate, Instinctual.
Esther smiled faintly and said, âIâve done three DNA tests with Pixie. Sheâs not my daughter. Iâve entrusted a lawyer to see if I can change the custody of Pixie to my name. Although⦠it might be somewhat idealistic, I still want to give it a try.
âJacob, I donât know what your family of three has gone through, but I believe your mother has never stopped loving you. Otherwise, she wouldnât have chosen to return the moment she learned you were sickâ¦â
âCan I go with you?â Jacob asked.
Esther asked as if she had not heard him clearly, âJacob, what do you mean?â