My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 908

Logan glanced at Jasper briefly before uttering a simple, "Sure. Esther, I'll step out for a bit."

Esther had seen Jasper at her engagement party before, so she didn't intervene, seeing Logan and Jasper together without animosity.

"Alright."

Logan led Jasper to the rooftop of the hospital building.

The night was dark. From afar, the streets were bustling with traffic.

Logan and Jasper stood silently on the rooftop, gazing at the distant sky. The city lights were too dazzling, obscuring the stars' radiance.

"Mr. Foster, I heard from Mr. Sinclair that you know everything," Jasper commented.

Logan hummed indifferently.

"Have you ever loved someone..." Jasper paused halfway. "I hope she's happy. As long as she's happy, I'm willing to do anything."

Jasper asked, "How much do you know about Bradley?"

"Bradley is my love rival. But as for how much I know about him, I can only say he's a man with extreme possessiveness. Beyond that, I'd rather not say." Jasper smiled with a sense of loss. "Mr. Foster, I came here today hoping that you'll protect her well."

"Mr. Searle, which 'her' do you think is better?"

"Of course, it's the present her. In fact, the her from back then would be like the person you see today—beautiful and radiant, like the brightest star in the night sky if she hadn't fallen for Bradley," Jasper expressed with a smile.

Logan remained silent. So did Jasper. Sometimes, few words were needed between men.

Jasper believed Logan could understand him.

The cold wind brushed against their handsome faces as they stood silently, gazing into the distance.