My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter

61

Amidst the piercing sound of the alarm, the line on the electrocardiogram monitor turned into a deadly straight line. The digits on the screen went from double digits to "o", while alarms sounded from the other instruments in succession. The on-duty doctor rushed in.

It felt chaotic inside the ICU room, but the medical staff were systematically and urgently trying to save Esther. They did their best to sna tch Esther from the clutches of the Grim Reaper. Bradley was squeezed into a corner. Even though he was the boss, no medical staff paid attention to

him.

His heart was pounding relentlessly. The lively heart seemed as if it would jump out of his chest following the cessation of another heart.

Bradley was facing someone's death directly for the first time in his life. The person being rescued by the medical staff before him was his enemy. In the past, if Bradley had seen Esther in this state, he would have felt extreme pleasure.

However, ever since he found out that she had saved him in his childhood and that Tinkerbell was his daughter, he could not bear to let Esther leave this world.

He rushed to Esther's side abruptly and tightly held her hand. As Esther's vital signs gradually disappeared, he gnashed his teeth and said with a fierce and threatening tone, "Esther, listen carefully. If you die, I'll personally kill Pixie and let you and your daughters reunite in another world...

Perhaps Bradley's threat was effective! With the final defibrillator shock, the flat line on the monitor turned into a curve again. The medical staff carefully examined Esther's various data with sweat drenching their backs.

The doctor on duty looked at Bradley and said earnestly, "Mr. Warner, Ms. Quill responded to your words. Please talk to her!"

They were doctors-doctors who saved lives and treated the injured. However, no doctor in this world could save a person who desperately sought death.

The medical staff hurriedly arrived and left like a tide.

Bradley gently walked to Esther's side with long strides, extended his finger, and placed it under her nose. The warm breath puffed onto his slender finger, instantly convincing him.

She was still alive! Esther was still alive.

Bradley reached out and touched Esther's hand again. Her hand was still ice-cold. He held it with great force and eyes that brimmed with indescribable sorrow.

"Esther, the result of the DNA paternity test is out. Tinkerbell is my daughter."

When Bradley uttered those words, it seemed like this terrifying truth had taken away all his

strength. He looked down at Esther from a superior position, his scorching eyes falling on her lifeless

and beautiful face.

The former Esther used to be radiant and lively, like a blooming sunflower, always full of vitality. Light was wherever she was. A light like that was so bright and dazzling that it hurt his eyes time and again. "Esther, you know me. I always do what I say!" Bradley did not even notice that his tone at this moment was gentle and full of pity. "If you dare to die without my permission, I'll kill Pixie with my own hands to send her to you as company."

If someone were outside the ward at that moment, they would see Bradley, who was decisive and strategic in the business world, using the fiercest expression but the gentlest tone in saying these scariest words.

"Esther, I read the will you left for Jasper. You don't naively believe that Pixie's really been adopted, right?"