My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 5

Esther took over the slightly fragranced handkerchief and wiped the tears on her face, interrupting

Jasper.

“It’s not important now. I just want to find my kids.”

Esther thought that she would never stay a second longer by Bradley’s side once she found her

children. She would leave with them forever and never meet him again.

Jasper looked at how thin Esther had gotten and comforted her, “You’re too weak now. Take care of

yourself so that you can take good care of your kids when you find them.”

His phone rang, and only a “Y” appeared on the screen as the caller.

“Esther, I have something to attend to, so I’ll take my leave first. There are daily necessities you’ll need

in these suitcases, and I’ve prepared a phone for you with my contact information added there. Just Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

text me if you need me.”

It was expected that Jasper was busy since he was running the Searle Group. Their friendship was

thus precious since he could still make time for her despite his busy schedule.

“Jasper, please find out about my children for me.”

Jasper promised, “Look forward to good news from me.”

Esther opened the suitcases after he left.

Jasper was a considerate and gentle man. Not only were there clothes that Esther would need, but

there was also a bank card with her ID number marked as the password on the back of it in

consideration.

Before Jasper came, Esther had been watching television, trying to process what had transpired in the

last five years through the programs.

With the phone that Jasper had given her now, she searched for the Warner Group, the Ansteys, the

Searles, and everything else that she wanted to know.

A few hours flew by, and she took a shower and got changed.

As she opened the door of her hospital ward, she saw a female bodyguard in a black suit standing

outside.

“Ms. Quill, what can I help you with?”

Esther looked at the bodyguard and told her, “I’d like to visit my mother’s grave.”

The bodyguard replied politely, “The order I’ve received is that you can’t leave the ward. Please return

now. I’ll do my best to fulfill your other requests if there are any.”

Esther fell silent and pulled out her phone to press a series of digits she had memorized.

“Bradley Warner, you’re locking me up like a criminal?”

Bradley sneered on the other end of the line. “The law can take your crime away, but you’re

unpardonable to me.”

“Unpardonable” felt like a blow to Esther. It was as if an invisible hand had clutched her heart, and she

saw black.

“Ms. Quill!

“Doctor, Ms. Quill fainted.”

The doctor was worried that Esther’s condition would affect the surgery a week later, so he gave her an

IV drip on the spot.

Esther was groggy in fever and wanted to just die, but the will to live filled her up once she thought of

her children she had never seen since birth.

Groggily, she saw a thin boy in black pajamas with dinosaur prints standing by her bed while hugging a

husky plushie.

“Son?” She extended a hand weakly to touch the boy’s face.

“Are you my son?”

Felix, who heard Esther’s sleeptalking, thought she was talking to him and answered cutely, “I’m not…”

When she heard it, despair and pain could be seen on Esther’s flushed face from her fever.

He was not? Then where were her children?

“Bradley, Bradley.

“Bradley Warner, where did you hide my kids?

“Bradley, give them back to me!

“Give them back to me!”

Felix looked at the sleep-talking Esther curiously and placed the husky plushie by her side after a while.

He left but sneaked back soon.

Pulling a fever-cooling patch for children out of his cartoon pajama's pocket, he easily opened the

packet and stuck it on Esther’s forehead softly. As his hand smoothed the patch over, he said, “You’ll

be okay after this…”

He then pulled out a milk candy from his pocket and carefully opened the wrapper to pop it into

Esther’s mouth.

Esther, who felt parched and tasted bitterness from her fever, was greeted with a sweet milk flavor. It

slowly cleared up her mind, and she asked in surprise when she saw the face that looked so much like

Bradley, “What… What’s your name?”

How did this child look so much like Bradley? Was he their son?

“I’m Felix Warner.”

Felix saw Esther had woken up and looked delighted.

“You’re awake?”

Esther struggled to sit up. She had a high fever and sweated profusely, so she was uncomfortably

drenched right now.

Her gaze on Felix, however, was fervent and dangerous.

She was so feverish that she saw the cutie before her as her son, whom she had been forced to part

with since birth. She wanted to hug Felix as if to hug the gem in front of her into her arms.

Before she could touch Felix, Liliane barged into the room, grabbed the boy, and kept him in her arms.

Liliane looked at Esther in shock and accused her first.

“Esther, I can understand if you hate me and resent me. But why are you hurting my son!?”

Liliane scowled and passed Felix to the nanny, who rushed over. They left the ward before she stabbed

Esther’s broken heart with her vicious words.

“Your kids are dead. Don’t think about abducting mine!”

Esther jolted from Liliane’s words. She looked back in disbelief and asked semi-consciously, “He’s your

son. Then where are mine?”

Liliane looked at the weak and delirious Esther in alert as she barked, “Stay away from my son!”

What Liliane said completely woke Esther up from her daze.

Once she thought about how close she had been to Liliane’s son just now, she could not help being

disgusted.

“Liliane, do you know why your son’s sick? It’s your karma for doing evil things!”

Liliane got angry upon hearing it and wanted to slap Esther, but the latter avoided it and grabbed her

hair instead.

A slap then landed on Liliane’s supple cheek.

The loud sound echoed in the room.