My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Madam Janner just called me and said that Tinkerbell fell at midnight when she went to the bathroom.

She has been sent to the hospital already. I’m coming to pick you up now. We have to go to the

hospital now.” “Okay, come quickly!” Upon hearing that Tinkerbell had gotten hurt, Esther felt her heart

throb in pain. She could finally understand why her chest hurt just now. Was this because they were

bonded by blood? “Esther, I’ll get someone to shut down the main electricity of the Warners’ private

hospital for a moment, but the supply will return shortly because they have their own electricity

generators. You have to leave during that time. Can you do it?” “Yes,” Esther replied confidently. “I’ll

wait for you at the gate.” “Okay,” Esther answered and thought of Felix. “Jasper, if the electricity’s cut

off temporarily, will it affect Felix?” “No. Big hospitals like this have their own generators. Usually, the

critical areas won’t be affected, but the regular wards will definitely feel it. Since Felix is in a critical

state, he is surely in ICU.” Esther breathed in relief. She did not want anything to happen to Felix

because of her. If that happened, how would she face Grandpa Thomas, who had been so nice to her?

Esther checked her things again, keeping her phone and stuff in her purse. She kept looking at the light

in her room nervously, deciding to dash out once the supply was cut. Five minutes later, the private

hospital experienced a blackout! Esther opened her door swiftly and saw Liliane stumbling out of the

next door. “Felix, Felix…” The bodyguard guarding Esther’s door went over to hold Liliane up. “Ms.

Anstey, be careful.” Liliane grabbed the bodyguard’s arm and asked anxiously, “Hurry, take me to Felix

now. I’m worried about him…” “Okay, I’ll take you to Mr. Felix right away.” Liliane hummed a response

and exclaimed worriedly, “Felix, he’ll be all good!” “Yes, he will. He is a good kid…” Liliane’s vicious

gaze, however, was on Esther. She thought that she had already prepared the opportunity for the latter.

Esther better not let her down! While Liliane kicked up a ruckus, Esther ran down the fire exit staircase.

– At the same time, the doctor approached Bradley with the result of Esther’s second test. “Good news,

Mr. Warner! Ms. Quill’s bone marrow is compatible with Mr. Felix’s. She can donate it to him.” Delight

washed over Bradley instantly, and he immediately ordered, “Get the operation ward ready for the

surgery.” Liliane, who had rushed over escorted by the bodyguard, hurried to Bradley when she heard

that and asked in delight, “Brad, Felix can undergo surgery already?” Despite that, Bradley’s gaze was

on the bodyguard. His eyes were as dark as night before dawn. “Why are you here?” The bodyguard

reacted promptly and pulled out her phone to contact her coworker. “Check if Ms. Quill’s in her room

right now.” The furious Bradley glared darkly at the careless bodyguard and called Cole as he stomped

away. “Cole, get the hospital’s surveillance recording right now and tell me where Jasper is hiding

Esther!” Cole’s fingers worked speedily, and he answered, “Mr. Searle drove his car and picked up Ms.

Esther in front of the hospital.” It was within Bradley’s expectation that Esther wanted to run away. He

just did not expect that she would ask Jasper to cut the hospital’s electricity to do it. What difference did

her action make from killing Felix? Bradley hung up in a rage and took the elevator down to the

basement car park. He drove the black Rolls-Royce Phantom into the night. – Three minutes ago…

Esther finally escaped the bodyguard’s watch and the hospital she was locked in. “Esther, over here.”

Jasper sat in the car and said with a frown seeing the sweaty woman. “Get in first.” Esther was panting

from her sprint. She dared not stop for even half a second, worried that Bradley and the bodyguards

would realize something was wrong and pursue her. “Jasper, we’ll talk later. I want to see my

daughter…” Esther’s vision went black, and she nearly fell. Jasper, who had gotten out of the car,

pulled her into his arms tightly and stroked her hair gently. “Esther, I have something to tell you, but

don’t get too emotional.” Esther was suddenly filled with an ominous feeling. She struggled to look up

and asked shakily, “Was Bradley the one who injured Tinkerbell?” “Not him. That was an accident.”

Jasper tasted bitterness in his mouth. He could not understand why the kindhearted Esther had to

endure so many challenges. “Get in first. I’ll tell you in the car.” Jasper shoved Esther into the car and

gripped her soft hands. He took a deep breath and told her the cruel truth. “I received the news earlier.

The adoptive parents have taken Pixie abroad. It might take a bit longer to find her.” Esther understood

what Jasper meant and asked in a hurry, “Then what about Tinkerbell now?” “The ambulance sent

Tinkerbell to the hospital.” Jasper squeezed Esther’s hand and consoled her. “Esther, Tinkerbell has

leukemia too. She’s in a critical state. The hospital says that she has to do a transplant right away.”

Esther’s heart clenched at the cruel reality. “I’ll do the second test at the hospital right now and do the

transplant once we’re tested to be compatible.” Her Tinkerbell actually had leukemia like Felix and

needed a bone marrow transplant too! Esther did not want to give up on either of them. She wanted to

save them both! “We’ll go to the hospital now and have Tinkerbell’s surgery.” Jasper slung an arm over

Esther’s shoulders and coaxed her softly like a big brother. “Esther, don’t be scared. I’m here

regardless of what happens!” “If something happens to me, Pixie…” Esther said in worry. Jasper’s gaze

fell on the neon light far away. As the light illuminated his handsome face, the reflected dim lighting felt

dreamy. “Esther, I’ve already hired the best detective overseas to find where Pixie is. I believe that

there’ll be news of her soon. Let’s go to the hospital for Tinkerbell’s surgery first.” “Okay.” The Bentley

car zoomed on the street. Esther felt bitter as she thought of Tinkerbell. Her daughter must have been

so afraid. Injections hurt so much, and medicines were so bitter. Other children had their mothers

coaxing and placating them, but Tinkerbell… Esther looked at the photo on her phone and rubbed a

finger on Pixie’s and Tinkerbell’s faces. ‘Girls, I’m sorry. It’s Mommy’s fault. ‘Mommy lost you. ‘Sorry, I’m

so sorry.’ Droplets of tears fell on the phone screen. Jasper took a handkerchief out of his suit pocket

and gently wiped Esther’s tears for her. “Esther, stop crying. You’re their mother. You’re going to make

up for five years’ worth of motherly love that you owed to them.” “Mm-hmm.” Esther wiped her tears

and forced a smile. “Jasper, thank you. If it weren’t for you…” “We’re friends,” Jasper said easily. “Don’t

ignore me like you used to five years ago. No matter what happens, even if the whole world turns its

back on you and abandons you, I’ll forever be your best friend and the person you can trust the most.”

With that, Jasper’s chauffeur slammed on the brake. “What happened?” The chauffeur looked at the

Rolls-Royce blocking the front of their car and identified the car license plate before he answered

carefully, “Mr. Searle, I think it’s Mr. Warner’s car in front?” ‘Bradley?’ Esther choked the moment she

heard the name. Terror washed over her. Did he catch up so fast? Bradley did not care that he was in

the center of a busy street. He got out of his car and went over to pull the car door open forcefully. His

tall figure looked like a murderous ghost in the dark. Half of Bradley’s face was hidden from the

streetlight. Gone was his usual grace and poise as he felt like he had come from hell, bloodthirsty and

brutal, with no one daring to stop him. His frosty, killing aura engulfed Esther, and her heart skipped a

beat. Her eyes were filled with terror as she pleaded shakily, “Bradley, listen…” Bradley’s eyes were

brimming with killing intent as he violently interrupted her, “Esther Quill, you’re asking to be killed!”