Chapter 30
Jasper entered the elevator pushing the small coffin, followed by Esther and Bradley. The elevator was crowded.
Cole stood next to Bradley, unsure of what to say. He had wanted to tell his employer he had already conducted the paternity test, but the results were not yet in. It would be pointless to
tell him now.
Esther appeared obsessed with Tinkerbell’s death. She would always doubt the test’s authenticity if she didn’t witness the sample being taken herself.
Allowing Esther to observe the sample being taken would be better so that she and Bradley could face reality together when the results came out.
The group arrived at the lab test department. The nurse took blood samples from Bradley, Esther, and Tinkerbell.
“The DNA paternity test results will take at least 24 hours to come out, even in the fastest case.
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Bradley threw the cotton swab with his blood into the medical waste bin and looked at Esther condescendingly. “Esther, I’ve done the paternity test as you wished. Don’t appear before me
again.”
Esther gritted her teeth. “And what if Tinkerbell is your daughter?” she asked hoarsely, looking at Bradley’s cold and distant face.
“I don’t know why you would have such a delusion,” Bradley said, trying to control his anger. “It’s impossible that she’s mine.’
”
“And if she is?” Esther demanded.
Bradley’s icy gaze swept across Tinkerbell’s face. “Then I’ll give her a grand funeral. Happy?”
“Get out! Get out!” Esther roared.
Bradley looked at Jasper. “Searle, she’s not doing very well mentally. Get her a psychiatrist.”
“Nobody but you forced her to this state, Warner,” Jasper said.
Jasper carefully closed the coffin lid and took Esther’s hand. “Esther, let’s go to the funeral parlor.”
Esther glanced at Bradley hatefully, remembering his viciousness, iciness, and mercilessness. Like a lion, she sprinted to the man from behind and bit his shoulder with all her might.
འབ་ཐ
Bradley didn’t move, letting her take out her anger on him. His feelings for her were too
complicated.
Esther was both his savior and his enemy.
Esther’s bite was deep. She loathed Bradley so much that she wanted to tear a piece of his flesh off, making him feel the pain of losing her daughter as well.
Blood trickled into her mouth, and she suddenly found it repulsive. Taking a step back, she spat the blood onto Bradley’s back.
Bradley’s white shirt was instantly stained with a splatter of red. He suppressed his disgust and turned to look at Esther, who was frenzied like she was possessed.
Bradley fixed his frosty eyes on her face and clenched her jaw with one hand. “Have you vented enough? Done being crazy?”
Esther, still vengeful, lowered her head and bit the flesh between Bradley’s thumb and forefinger. The pad of his thumb rubbed against her blood-glistening lips. “Esther Quill, I felt the same pain five years ago! Now, it’s finally your turn!”.
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