My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 900

The two rushed to the hospital, and Kevin, concerned for Bradley, requested his friend to conduct

preliminary tests before the kidney matching process.

As expected, Kevin's medical school classmate professionally advised Bradley after the matching test,

"Mr. Warner, considering your current health condition, even if your kidney matches, it's not feasible to

undergo a kidney transplant for the time being."

"Why?" Bradley sharply questioned.

"Bradley, your health doesn't permit it," Kevin said.

Kevin was unaware that Esther's supposed illness was a ruse for work purposes. He also had no

knowledge of Logan's successful baiting.

After the matching, Bradley returned to the opposite building of the hospital. Instinctively, he observed

Esther and Logan's activities in the ward through binoculars.

Logan exercised while Esther frequently sat on the sofa with closed eyes.

Today, as Bradley watched Esther through the lens, he saw her practicing yoga near Logan and

suddenly collapsing like a falling leaf in autumn.

Bradley ignored everything else and rushed downstairs toward the hospital upon witnessing Esther

faint.

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Inside the ward.

Logan swiftly caught Esther and urgently called for a nurse.

The nurse arrived, and Logan promptly notified Agatha.

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Half an hour later, Agatha emerged from the ward, and Logan anxiously asked, "Grandaunt Agatha,

how is she?"

"We need to do a kidney transplant as soon as possible, or else..."

Agatha and Logan exchanged a glance.

Logan slumped into a chair, and Agatha reassured him, "Logan, as long as you don't give up, there'll

be hope."

Logan silently took out his phone and dialed a specific contact, staring at the number on the screen.

After a deep breath, he gathered the courage to dial.

"Hello..." A peculiar voice greeted him from the other end.

Logan hung up in a rush, rubbed his hair in frustration, then slowly stood up and entered the ward.

Upon hearing Logan's footsteps, Esther winked at him slyly from the bed.

She silently mouthed, "Logan, how is it?"

Logan gestured, indicating that everything was going smoothly.

Esther breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Logan's phone rang.

"Mr. Foster, do you want to save your fiancee?"

"Who are you? What do you mean by that?" Logan questioned.

"I have a kidney that perfectly matches your fiancee. Do you want it?" Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Upon hearing that, Logan's eyebrows furrowed, and his gaze turned icy.

"Name your price," he urgently demanded.

There was a brief silence from the other end. After a while, the voice returned. "Mr. Foster, deals are

negotiable. I'll name a price, and you can counter. But... your fiancee doesn't seem to be able to wait

too long."