Chapter 14

Noting their disadvantage, Jasper ordered the chauffeur, "Let's go!" The chauffeur started the car, and the Bentley brushed past Bradley. Bradley returned to his own car, hit the gas, and crashed into Jasper's car. With a bang, two luxury cars collided harshly. Esther's repeated escape had made Bradley's rage overpower his rationale. He stepped on the pedal again, running the Bentley onto the pavement. Jasper held Esther during the collision and nearly passed out from the impact. Bradley got out of his car with a murderous expression, violently kicked open the Bentley's door, and pulled Esther out brutally. His eyes filled with rage and enmity as he choked Esther by the neck and slammed her against the Bentley's door. Esther felt Bradley was going to snap her neck as she weakly pushed against his chest. But her strength was no match for him. "How dare you escape twice within the same night, Esther!? You should feel lucky that you're still useful, or else…" If Felix wasn't waiting in the hospital, needing Esther's bone marrow to save him, Bradley would have no qualms about causing her harm. Bradley kept tightening his grip, and Esther's face turned purple. Her oxygen was running out bit by bit. Desperation shadowed Esther, but thinking of Tinkerbell in the hospital, she mustered the strength to speak. "Bradley! Pixie and Tinkerbell at Sunflower Welfare are our daughters. If you don't believe it, you can do a paternity test right now!" Bradley didn't believe her and looked at her with mockery. "I don't believe a single word you say, Esther!" Bradley then yanked Esther's arm, violently pulling her towards his car. Jasper hurriedly caught up and hoarsely advised, "Bradley Warner, calm down!" Calm down? When his son was on the brink of death? And the person who promised to save him kept pushing his limits!? Suddenly, a few black cars skidded to a stop in front of Bradley. A squad of trained men in black got out, approached Bradley in a uniform stride, and greeted, "Mr. Warner!" Jasper remained resolute despite being outnumbered by Bradley. "Bradley, walk over my dead body if you want to take Esther away today!" Bradley glanced at Jasper and ridiculed him. "I don't take threats from anyone, Searle. Your life means nothing to me. Help her again, and I'll wipe out the Searles." Bradley looked at his men and instructed, "Take good care of Mr. Searle." The men in black surrounded Jasper. "Bradley, let me save Tinkerbell, please! I promise I won't run away again. I'll save Felix." Esther begged Bradley, trying to stir the last bit of his sympathy. Unfortunately, her plea only fueled his rage. There was only a blank thirst for blood on his handsome face as he impatiently sealed Esther's mouth with yellow tape. He also bound her hands and feet with tape to prevent her from escaping. Bradley tossed her into the backseat and secured her with the seatbelt before pulling out his phone. "Get the operating ward ready. Operate on Felix as soon as I arrive." - They sped toward the hospital without care. Esther closed her eyes in despair. 'Tinkerbell, hold on a bit longer! Mommy will save you! Wait for me!' The car came to a stop in front of the hospital. Bradley pulled Esther out and pushed her towards the doctor and nurses. Without Bradley's instruction, no medical professional in the hospital dared to free Esther from her restraints. Esther was still tied up when she was taken into the preparation room. After all the prep work was done, she was sent to the operating ward. Bradley, fully disinfected, entered the room wearing a sterile surgical gown. His gentle gaze fell on another operating theater, where Felix was under anesthesia. Esther's bone marrow was compatible with Felix, meaning the boy could be rid of his illness and live a normal life. Bradley would raise him to become the most outstanding Warner heir, fulfilling his grandfather's wishes. On the other side, Esther looked at Bradley pleadingly as she struggled in the operating theater. The doctors and nurses couldn't quiet her down. Bradley approached and looked down at her, a helpless figure. He tore the tape off her mouth. Esther spoke quickly. "Bradley! Tinkerbell's just a child. What has she done wrong?" Bradley grabbed her chin. His answer was a soft murmur, but it was disheartening. "She's your daughter. It's an original sin she carries!" Esther stubbornly wanted to tell him the truth about their daughters to stir his sympathy. "Bradley, Tinkerbell has acute leukemia. She needs immediate surgery, or she'll die! "Please, Bradley, I beg you! Let me go! "She's your daughter—" Bradley choked Esther's neck again until she couldn't make another sound. The surgical shadowless lamp shone on Esther's face, making her look paler while her eyes brimmed with sorrow that stunned Bradley. He slightly loosened his hold on her neck and said, "Another word of nonsense, and I'll kill those bastards right now!" Esther used the last of her energy to beg while sobbing, "Please let me donate to Tinkerbell first. I promise I won't run. I promise you can ask me anything as long as she's safe. "I'll donate my bone marrow to Felix! Bradley, trust me. I'll really donate it to him." Bradley felt the irony when he heard Felix's name from Esther. "How does the bastard you gave birth to deserve to be compared to my son?" Tears of despair welled up in Esther's eyes. She cried helplessly, "Bradley, Tinkerbell's really your daughter… Why don't you believe it?" "You could say anything just to save that little bastard, huh?" Bradley mocked her. He didn't want to hear her lies anymore and taped her mouth shut again. "Tie her down," he said. "Yes, Mr. Warner." The nurses restrained the struggling Esther in the operating theater before Bradley. The moment she was tied down, she lost all hope. Her tearful eyes pleaded with Bradley. The anesthesiologist prepared the anesthetic and was about to inject Esther when Bradley approached and told him, "Give it to me." Esther struggled with agony on the operating table, her tearful, desperate eyes still pleading. 'Bradley, no! 'Don't! 'Tinkerbell's still waiting for me! Our daughter is still waiting for me to save her!' Bradley looked at Esther, who still wanted to break free despite being tied up. His gloved hand grabbed her fragile neck, forcing her to look into his cold eyes as he said cruelly, "Esther Quill, it's your blessing to be able to save my son." Then, he loosened his hold and mercilessly pushed the syringe of anesthetic into Esther without a trace of emotion.