My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 8

Esther pulled out her phone to call Jasper from the cab’s backseat. “Jasper, it’s me. My daughters are

in Sunflower Welfare.” Jasper arched his brow and asked, “How do you know?” Esther told him about

how she and Felix had worked together, and Jasper asked with a frown, “Esther, do you fully believe

what a child says? Aren’t you afraid that it’s a trap?” “I can’t care as much now. Even if there’s only a

sliver of a chance, I want to give it a go.” Jasper replied, “Alright, we’ll meet at the welfare home later.”

“Okay.” Esther had lost her freedom behind bars for five years. Now that she sat in the backseat of the

cab, she appreciated the bright neon lights of the city at night. The cool breeze kissed her face, and

she took a deep breath before smiling genuinely. This was the smell of freedom. The map showed that

Sunflower Welfare was on the other side of the city. Even though it was not peak hours, the roads were

still congested. The experienced cab driver ended up stuck on the overpass a kilometer away from the

welfare home. “Mister, may I know how long till we’re there?” The cab driver swiped the navigation app

and pointed at the red route. “At least 20 minutes with how we’re currently stuck.” “Isn’t it just one

kilometer?” Esther asked anxiously. “From the map, it is only one kilometer, but we can’t turn left right

away after the overpass. We have to go up front and make a U-turn at the junction. You saw it too.

They’re building a subway here…” Esther paid for the sum on the meter. “Mister, I’ve paid you. Please

unlock the door. I’ll get off now.” The cab driver agreed easily. “Watch out for the cars, miss.” Esther

saw Sunflower Welfare once she got out of the car. With her bag, she ran toward where her daughters

were at. The night breeze swept her hair, and her heart thumped. Just as she ran off the overpass, an

ambulance sped past her, its siren blaring. Her shoes did not fit. Despite that, she was eager to meet

her daughters, so she ran so fast that her heart felt like it was leaping out of her throat. Impatient

drivers were honking in a frenzy as they were stuck in the congestion. The loud honks drowned the

ringing of Esther’s phone in her purse. In the end, she held her flats in her hands and ran for Sunflower

Welfare with some stumbling. When she dropped her shoes to wear them again, a luxurious Bentley

car stopped beside her. Jasper, who was in a suit, got out from the back and caringly helped Esther to

the car’s backseat when he saw the blood on her feet. The affluent heir slowly crouched down and

attentively picked up Esther’s foot to wipe the blood off with his handkerchief. “Esther, this is your first

time meeting the girls. You have to leave them with a good impression.” Esther looked at Jasper’s hair

and pulled her foot back in embarrassment. “I can do it myself.” “I’ll do it. Tidy your hair so that we can

meet them sooner.” Jasper placed Esther’s feet on his knees and wiped the blood off softly until they

were all clean. After he saw the blisters on her toes and heels, he asked with a frown, “Esther, the

shoes don’t fit?” “I wear shoes of size 37 now.” Esther did wear size 36 before she was pregnant, but

her shoe size went up a notch after she gave birth. The shoes Jasper had sent over were size 36.

Esther could still fit in them if she squeezed her feet in. It was just that the shoes were too small and

gave her blisters. Jasper paused before he said apologetically, “Sorry, I thought you were still wearing

size 36. Hold on. I’ll get my assistant to bring a new pair.” “Jasper, it’s fine. I’d like to see the kids first.”

Jasper could only agree weakly. “Alright.” At the same time, he texted his assistant to send size 37

shoes over. Esther stood wearing the relatively small shoes. Her feet still hurt. Compared to the joy of

meeting her daughter soon, though, the pain was nothing. “Jasper, let’s go in.” Jasper put out a hand to

help Esther, who was not walking quite well into Sunflower Welfare slowly. When the security guards

saw how they were dressed and the outstanding aura they exuded, they thought they were a couple

who came here to adopt a child. They greeted them warmly. “Are you two here to adopt a child?

Children here are very well behaved…” “I’m here to make a donation.” The guard beamed at them

upon hearing what Jasper said. “Hold on. I’ll let the director know right now.” Sunflower Welfare was a

charity project, but there were plenty of orphans, most of whom were terminally ill. Although the

financial and management situation was not the worst, it was not easy. The security guard made a call,

and Camila Jenner welcomed Jasper and Esther to the guest lounge personally. Camila praised them.

“You two make a great pair. I thank you for your kindness on behalf of the children here.” Jasper placed

a check of $150,000 in front of Camila. “Madam Jenner, a pair of twin girls were sent over in August

five years ago, correct?” Camila’s expression looked unnatural for a moment before she pushed some

stray hair away and answered with reservation, “I wasn’t the director yet five years ago, so I’m not too

sure about the particular situation.” Esther opened her purse with shaky hands and took out Pixie and

Tinkerbell’s photo to place it in front of her. “Madam Jenner, can I see them?” Camila picked up the

photo and took a closer look after putting on her glasses. “This is Pixie and Tinkerbell. Who are you to

them?” “I’m their mother,” Esther admitted eagerly. Camila put down the photo and scanned Esther

judgingly for a few seconds before saying gently, “I can see that you’re quite well-to-do. Why did you

abandon your daughters?” Esther’s heart ached. She had delivered prematurely in prison five years

ago. The doctor had said back then that it was critical as her premature labor caused an amniotic fluid

embolism. The doctor had done their best and only managed to save the mother. She had not even

gotten to see her babies when they were taken away. All these years, Esther had been under the

impression that her children were no longer around. If Bradley and Liliane’s son, Felix, did not need her

bone marrow, she guessed that a cruel man like Bradley would permanently punish her by separating

her and her children. “They were born in prison.” Camila actually did not ask further after hearing this.

She just asked, “Are you here to bring them back from the home?” “Yes.” Esther wanted to take her

kids back. She wanted to compensate for the five years she owed them. “According to the procedure,

we can’t let you take them away for the time being. After all, we can’t just believe what you said. I think

we’ll get the officials tomorrow as witnesses and do a maternity test with you and the kids. Once we

confirm that you’re their mother, we’ll further discuss it.” Esther understood Camila’s considerations and Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

worries, so she naturally agreed. “Can I see them now?” Camila checked the time on her watch. Before

she could answer, Jasper pushed a bank card to her. She kept the check and the bank card and got up

to take them to the lobby outside the office. There were children reading books in twos and threes.

Esther looked over and spotted the girl crying in the corner at first glance.