My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 414

Chapter 414 

That was not the case for Jacob. He was a product of hatred 

Perhaps it was destined. He should have never entered this world. Instead of battling to survive alone in this cold world, it might be better to submit to fate and liberate himself. 

Esther and her group arrived before the police. With Felix and Sunshine’s safety in mind, she had no choice but to entrust the two children to Jacob and his bodyguards. 

Anna remained at the intersection, patiently waiting for the police. 

Meanwhile, Esther charged alone into a seemingly inconspicuous rural hospital. 

Esther’s five years in prison had toughened her, and her desperate determination to save her daughter drove her to summon an unyielding reservoir of strength. 

“Sir, should we proceed with the surgery?” the doctor’s hand holding the scalpel trembled violently in the operating room. 

A blond, blue-eyed man glared menacingly, “Proceed.” 

“But 

Nervously, the man drew out a gun, aiming it at the doctor’s temple. This surgery was his daughter’s sole chance of survival. If they took Pixie away, his daughter’s fate would be sealed in death’s grip. 

“Hurry up!” 

The terrified doctor’s hand shook uncontrollably, unable to make the incision. 

“I’ll count to three. One, two, three…” 

“Stop right there!” Despite her injuries, Esther finally broke through the nurses and others. blocking her way, barging into the operating room. 

The surgeon breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of Esther. However, the man with the gun quickly turned his aim toward her legs and shot. 

“Get out!” 

The bullet landed on the floor, about ten centimeters from Esther’s toes, whether intentional 

or not. 

“Doctor, start the operation!” The man with the gun continued to aim at the doctor, who was sweating in fear. 

The doctor was anxious. This man’s aim is off, but what if he gets desperate and the gun accidentally goes off, injuring me?’ 

Cautious of the man’s gun, Esther stood close to the operating room door, silently praying for the police to arrive quickly. 

“Sir, I understand your concern for your daughter’s life, but please think about Pixie as well. 

She is also a child, and her parents want her to live,” Esther pleaded. 

Angry and aware that Esther’s DNA did not match Pixie’s, the man retorted, “You’re not even