Chapter 542

“Kevin, what do you mean by this?” Esther asked.

At first, Kevin hesitated to inform Esther about Bradley’s liver cancer. But when she pressed him, he couldn’t hold back any longer. “Esther, Bradley has liver cancer,” he confessed honestly.

“Who? Who has liver cancer?” Esther asked with anxiety.

“Who else could it be?” Kevin clenched his fists, his eyes welling up with tears. “It’s Bradley, of course.

Esther, maybe this is retribution catching up with him for all the harm he caused you.”

The news of Bradley’s liver cancer hit Esther like a thunderbolt. Her lips quivered as she asked in disbelief, “Kevin, did you just say Bradley has liver cancer?”

“Yes,” Kevin replied solemnly. “It’s in the late stages. So, consider this carefully. You might have a tough time with your appeal, especially concerning custody of Felix…”

Esther couldn’t hear the rest of what Kevin was saying. She was consumed by those four words: “late-

stage liver cancer.”

“Kevin, you’re not joking, right?” Esther couldn’t fathom it. Bradley had always been healthy, getting annual check-ups. How could he suddenly be diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer?

Kevin sighed. “Esther, I’m a doctor. I would never lie to you about something like this.”

“I don’t believe it. I don’t believe it. I don’t believe it.”

Esther was in shock. No, this could not be true. Bradley was so young! How could he have cancer?

This must be a scheme, a conspiracy cooked up by Kevin and Bradley.

Kevin took out his phone, opened the photo gallery, and showed Esther various medical reports of Bradley.

“Esther, do you see it? This dark spot is his cancer cells.”

Kevin then showed Esther his chat records with other liver disease specialists.

“These are various treatment options suggested by other experts for Bradley’s condition. Esther, I have no reason to lie to you with this.”

Report after report, page after page of chats, they all unmistakably confirmed that Bradley had liver cancer.

Esther felt dizzy and lost in a haze. She clutched her chest, overwhelmed by pain, and asked in a trembling voice, “Can he still be treated?”

Kevin replied, “If he can have a liver transplant, there’s a good chance he’ll recover. But the problem is…”

Kevin hesitated, “Typically, the success rate is higher when a family member is the donor. Bradley has no -blood relatives left except for Felix, who’s still so young. We wouldn’t use Felix’s liver to save him, would we?”

No, using Felix’s liver was not an option.

Esther instinctively asked, “Could my liver save him?”

Kevin stared at her in shock and raised his voice, “Esther, are you out of your mind? Look at your current fragile condition. Do you want to risk your life on the operating table?”

“Kevin, he’s Felix’s father.”

He was also the man who enchanted her youth.

“I can’t just watch him die.”

Kevin palmed his forehead and grunted, “Esther, you want to donate your liver to save him despite how he’s treated you? Is it worth it? Is he worth what you do?”

“Kevin, please! I want to save him!”

Because he was Felix’s father, the man she had loved deeply in her youth.