My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 582

Jasper yearned to embrace Esther and provide support, but he restrained his outstretched arms.

“Esther, why not let me take the liver compatibility test for Bradley?” Jasper proposed.

Esther shook her head and elucidated, “There’s already a potential liver donor, but she’s hesitant. I want to persuade her.”

“Can I accompany you?” Jasper struggled to manage his emotions, but they got the best of him. He reached out to grasp Esther’s arm in concern. “Esther, Bradley is unwell right now, and you must prioritize your own health. You still have Felix and your twin daughters to care for.”

Esther replied gently, “Thank you for earlier. I don’t know what would have happened if it weren’t for you.”

Esther hadn’t expected the elderly couple to resort to such desperate measures.

“They should never have resorted to that, no matter how desperate they are to save their daughter,” Jasper said, his anger palpable. “And given your fragile health, you should refrain from liver donation.”

I don’t donate my liver, then…” Esther thought for a moment before

parents’ actions, the sick girl was innocent, and she was a mother. Esther hoped the child of the innocent girl could have a bright

what if you don’t donate your liver?” Jasper asked angrily. “Your liver is your own, and you have the freedom to choose whether to donate

the car and carefully fastened her seatbelt. Then, he settled into the driver’s seat,. determined to

Bradley will be

cherished and protected in your youth. Plus, he’s Felix’s father. No matter how you look at it, you

out the car window, her

Jasper parked the car in

walls, injecting life into

previous visit with Kevin. She checked the

wrapped in a woolen shawl, standing at the door, her expression cold as she addressed Esther, “Mrs. Warner, if you’ve come to ask me to donate my liver to save your

could respond, Mandy preemptively dismissed all her appeals.

Pendleton, I realize my request may seem presumptuous, but I’ve run out of options. If my liver could save

and Interrupted, “Mrs. Warner, someone asked you to donate your liver too, but you