Chapter 27
Jasper looked up aloofly and said, “Sign the paper, and Tinkerbell will be ours then.”
“Mr. Searle, that’s not how things work,” Camila replied stiffly.
“Rules may change or become obsolete, but people remain alive and dynamic,” Jasper retorted. “One should be more flexible sometimes. We’ll give you the maternity test result once it’s out, and my lawyer will take care of the rest of the procedures.”
“Sure,” Camila answered, checking her watch for the time. “I’ll take my leave now. My condolences to both of you.”
After a long moment, Jasper slowly sat beside Esther and said softly, “I’ve talked to Madam Jenner. We can take Tinkerbell now.”
“I can take her to see Bradley now?” Esther asked.
“Yes, but you can’t carry Tinkerbell back now since they just operated on her,” Jasper said softly and sadly. “I’ll ask my secretary to order her a customized coffin. What do you think?”
“Okay,” Esther said, her heart throbbing in pain. “Choose the best.”
“I’ll also ask my secretary to buy a beautiful dress for Tinkerbell, and you wear it for her later, okay?”
“Okay,” Esther answered.
Jasper walked off with his phone to call his secretary while Esther stared at the lit-up sign above the operating ward doors.
The surgery to remove Tinkerbell’s heart was not complicated, so the light went off in less
than half an hour.
The doctor came out and told Esther, “I thank you and Tinkerbell on behalf of the child.”
Esther stood up mechanically, like an emotionless robot, and asked, “Can I take her home now?”
“Yes.”
When Esther entered the room, it was empty and silent. Tinkerbell’s thin body was covered with a piece of white cloth. Esther pulled a corner of it away to reveal the girl’s quiet face.
She could no longer hold her tears back, and droplets fell on Tinkerbell’s face.
Jasper approached her with a paper bag. “Esther, a princess dress, crystal shoes, and a tiara are
in the bag. Put them on Tinkerbell.”
Esther accepted the bag with shaky hands and sobbed. “Okay.”
Jasper was a man and was not related to Tinkerbell, so he left the room without Esther’s reminder.
Esther carefully put away the cloth on Tinkerbell. She could see the wound left by the
surgery on her easily. After the doctor had taken her heart, he had patiently stitched the wound up and dressed it in gauze to prevent blood from seeping.
Esther could not help tearing up again.
She opened the paper bag and retrieved an Elsa dress, which all little girls loved. She dressed Tinkerbell clumsily. It was her first time dressing a child, so she was not familiar with it. Just one dress and she was already soaked in sweat.
She gently put Tinkerbell back on the operation table and put the crystal shoes on her. They fit just nicely. Finally, she pulled a comb from the paper bag and combed the girl’s hair.
“Tinkerbell, I’m Mommy.
“I’m sorry. I should’ve told you last night that I’m your mother.
“I’m not a mommy who’s adopting you. I’m your real mommy.
“I’m too stupid and naive. I didn’t know you two are still alive. I wouldn’t have let you two
suffer so much if I knew.
“Tinkerbell, don’t be scared of the cold. Mommy will be with you very soon.
“Mommy will stay with you forever. No one will separate us again.”
As Esther combed Tinkerbell’s hair into a pretty princess hairstyle, she kept talking to her.
