He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband-Chapter 438

Henry crumpled the letter and dashed out of the apartment room immediately. So, there was no point in him going to Los Angeles other than witnessing Penny’s demise and Marlon’s slow and excruciating death.

He rushed back to the parking lot where Michael was waiting. Michael’s eyes widened when he saw Henry, "So fast, did you choke her to death or something?" He asked.

"No, she’s not here," Henry replied. "She escaped to New York, and now we don’t know where she is."

"I’ll send my friends to start looking around New York if we can see her, but this is serious, Henry. Sarah knows you’re also targeting her, so she won’t hold back anymore. You need to be careful."

"I don’t give a damn about myself. I just don’t want that rat to hurt Kate while I can’t protect her right now.

"Well, all we can do right now is to wait, and hopefully, we can locate Sarah," Michael said. Though he knew the chance was slim to none.

Sarah was a very slimy woman. She would’ve expected this kind of reaction from Henry, so she moved out immediately to avoid his rage.

Since Sarah had been friends with Henry for a long time, she must’ve known that Henry’s rage could be uncontrollable at times.

But this was the only way to appease Henry, who must’ve felt unsatisfied with how Sarah had escaped. freeweɓnøvel.com

"Let’s just go back to New York, Henry. We have nothing else to do here," Michael suggested. "Unless you want to stay and wait for your father to die so you can take over his company."

"No, I want him to feel lonely. That’s his punishment for the rest of his twilight days," Henry replied. "Let’s go back to New York. I have too many things to do, and I want to make sure to be there in case Kate is about to give birth."

"Do you think she will allow you to see your son?" Michael asked.

"I can always check on my baby when she’s asleep. In fact, it’d be great to see her embracing our child and fall asleep," Henry’s lips curled up as the imagination was far more fascinating than he expected. ’That would be a lovely image to see my wife and son sleeping together.’

**

Sarah had been busy moving out from Los Angeles to New York. She disliked New York because the weather and atmosphere were similar to London’s. She preferred to live in Los Angeles, where it was more sunny.

Unfortunately, she had no choice, not when Henry was hunting her down.

She sipped her tea while the bellboys were busy putting all her stuff into the huge dressing room. She was currently living in one of her father’s colleague’s penthouse in New York. She could easily afford a luxury suite in a five-star hotel here, but that also meant there was even more room for error. Who knew what kind of sly trick Henry or Michael would do to find her?

As Sarah enjoyed her brunch, she suddenly got a call from a servant who worked in the Grant estate.

She couldn’t influence the old servants because they were all fiercely loyal to Marlon’s main family, so all she could do was install a new, young maid who would constantly send information about Marlon, who was currently bedridden.

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"H—Hello, Miss?"

"Yes, tell me everything. I wonder what Henry is doing there," Sarah asked. She had gotten the information from this maid about Henry and Michael, who suddenly walked into the mansion in the morning.

All the servants were caught off guard by his presence, but almost all servants were very glad to see Henry again after he disappeared for months.

"Uhm, I... I don’t know how to say this, but... Penny is dead," the maid said.

Sarah flinched when she heard that. Her heartbeat began to race because she imagined that Henry must’ve killed his own mother with his bare hands.

She was scared that she’d end up the same, so she had to tame this wild beast before she got killed.

"Did Henry kill her?"

"No, Miss, Young Master simply grabbed Penny and pushed her inside Master Grant’s room. We don’t hear much of the commotion inside, but Henry walked out alone and closed the door. He told us not to open it until Marlon calmed down," the maid informed. "He left after that, and we opened that door after Master Grant yelled at us for being slow."

"And you see her dead body?" Sarah asked.

"N—Not really. She wasn’t dead yet, she was badly beaten and barely breathing, though. That old man really beat her senseless," the maid said. Her voice sounded shaky because she was scared whenever she remembered the ruthless eyes of that old man. "The head butler asked what happened and what they should do to help Penny."

Sarah could faintly guess what happened, knowing how predictable that old man was, "Was it because of Dahlia?"

"Yes, Penny insulted Madam Grant in front of Marlon, and he went insane," the maid confirmed. "The old man told us not to help her. She was breathing so weakly, and her face was unrecognizable. She writhed in pain, begging to be saved, but since Master Grant told us not to help her, we simply carried her out of the room and let her die near the stairs due to blood loss while we got busy doing housework as always. She died about thirty minutes ago, and the head butler is busy trying to find the best spot to bury her."

Sarah wasn’t all that surprised by how cruel Marlon could be, but Penny’s death was really ironic, considering that she spent half of her life trying to get Marlon’s attention.

And now that she had his full attention, she ended up dead.

"Well, good grief," Sarah shrugged. "That whore is already way past her expiry date. She’s better dead than becoming a burden for everyone around her. Thanks for informing me. You should continue to watch over Marlon’s health. I can’t wait to see Henry finally becoming the Master of the Grant family and the Duke of York."