Chapter 439


    Xara took a deep breath, forcing herself to maintain herposure as she looked at Steffan. Why


    didn’t you tell me that Jacob was sick?”


    Steffan’s deep blue eyes held a faint mocking smirk. His voice was indifferent as he said, ” When you


    left five years ago, I told you that unless you willingly returned here one day…”


    Xara walked briskly to stand before him. Her voice was filled with anguish as she demanded, ” Steffan,


    do you resent me for leaving Jacob five years ago? Is that why you wouldn’t even inform me that he’s


    sick? Is this your way of punishing me?”


    “Xara, look at yourself in the mirror on your right.”


    Xara turned stiffly to the mirror. The person she saw was a far cry from her usual fierce and efficient


    self. She looked like a helpless little rabbit.


    “I gave you your freedom,” Steffan said, his voice icy. “The moment you left without looking back, you


    no longer deserved to be Jacob’s mother.”


    Steffan’s eyes betrayed a hint of wickedness. Even though he was sitting still, he seemed to control


    every fragile nerve in Xara.


    “Steffan, I am Jacob’s mother,” she said.


    “Not anymore,” he said. “The moment you left, you gave up that right.”


    “Would I have left if you hadn’t treated me that way?


    “You were well aware of the situation five years ago. If I had taken Jacob and left, we both would have


    died.


    “I’m back now, not for any other reason-I just want to know how Jacob’s doing.


    “Steffan, let’s put aside whatever grievances and conflicts we have for now. I only want to save my


    son.”


    Xara suddenly felt incredibly light after saying all that. The pressure that had enveloped her dissipated


    like wisps of smoke.


    Steffan pushed a tablet toward Xara. “These are Jacob’s medical records and examination


    reports.’


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    She took the tablet and sat down on the sofa. The tablet was not locked with a password. As she


    opened it, she began to read Jacob’s medical history and reports.


    Although Xara was a psychologist, she was not entirely ignorant about other medical disciplines. She


    diligently reviewed all the information and then slumped her shoulders.


    The doctor suggested a treatment n. Given Jacob’s condition, using embryonic stem cells from a


    blood-rted newborn could greatly boost the chances of sess.


    In other words, she would need to have another child with Steffan to save Jacob’s life.


    “Is this the only way?” Xara wondered. With the Sandersons’ power, they could have likely located a


    matching donor much earlier. After all, Jacob was also Steffan’s son. If it meant rescuing Jacob, money


    wouldn’t be an issue for him.


    “What do you think, Dr. Sadler?”


    Xara gazed up at Steffan, noticing a change she hadn’t seen in five years. The recklessness and


    wickedness that once defined his face were now absent.


    His manner had transformed into something warm andposed, resembling aged wine that had


    grown better with time. This brought out the distinct charm of a mature man.