My Missing Bride Wakes Up in My Brother’s Room

I breathed a sigh of relief and then nodded. Clenching my trembling hands, I took Esther to the bedroom.

She lay still in my arms, and I gently stroked her hair. Finally, we both fell asleep.

When I woke, I found Esther was not in my arms.

An ominous sense occurred to me immediately.

She had been restless in bed these nights, so she would not wake up before ten o 'clock every day.

But then, it was only seven in the morning!

I hurried out of bed and put on my shoes, only to find her phone lying quietly on the floor.

But the screen was on.

My heart racing, I picked it up at once.

There were photos on the screen. With anger and tension, I felt like my heart was in my mouth.

That was an anonymous MMS message filled with candid photos of Esther being violated by my brother.

Every photo was evidence confirming what I least wanted to believe.

My evil brother violated my wife on my wedding night.

And both my parents were accomplices!

I was unable to imagine how desperate Esther had been!

In an instant, I was filled with boundless hatred. At that moment, another message popped up on her phone.

I tapped on it hurriedly.

It was an examination report from the hospital.

It turned out that she was already one month pregnant at that time!

I wanted to slap myself to death. As a husband, I didn't realize it until then.

What had I done?

However, my unborn child, in the end, was also tragically killed in a conspiracy devised by my parents and my brother.

I stumbled through the familiar corridors.

I rushed down the stairs and sprinted to every corner of the neighborhood.

I called out her name in a trembling voice filled with remorse and fear.

It echoed through the empty neighborhood in the morning, but there was no response.

At that moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting not far away.

"Oh God, isn't that woman going to jump off the building!"

I was mad in an instant. Following the sound, I looked up and saw a thin figure standing on the edge of the top of Building 27.

It was Esther!

There she stood. The wind blew on her thin clothes, making her figure look shaky.

"No, please, no!"

I almost broke down. In a panic, I asked someone to call the police and then ran upstairs.

As soon as I knocked open the fire door on the top floor, I saw the lonely and desperate figure. At this moment, my heart was like being tightly gripped by a pair of pliers. I couldn't breathe at all.

Three years ago, I met Esther on the rooftop.

At the time, she was a volunteer trying to comfort a little girl who was to jump to her death after being orphaned by a car accident.

Not far from that building was a piece of land my company would develop for a new project.

If there was an accident, the whole project would be put on hold, and the loss would be incalculable.

Besides, it's a human life.

I quickly called for the firefighters and ambulance and then ran upstairs.

The little girl was emotional and cried for her mum and dad.

She whimpered that she had heard that people would become stars after they died and that she had to climb to the highest place to reach them.

She wanted to touch her mum and dad. Small as she was, she unexpectedly climbed up the high fence.

She was only five years old, so small that if she fell, she would die.

In desperation, Esther, who was unknown to me then, took my hand and slowly and carefully approached the little girl.

Her voice was soft, like a gentle wind.

She said, "Don't be afraid, sweetheart. Just stand still. Mummy and Daddy will come to take you home in a minute."

Ether's gentle words seemed enchanted, and the little girl's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

Though tears were still on her young little face, a smile slowly broke out after she heard Esther's voice.

It was as if, at that moment, she had indeed seen her parents.

"Mummy, I... I'm scared."

She called Esther mummy and then called me daddy. A magical power seemed to grow in my heart.

I looked over at her. The wind blew on her hair, warm and beautiful.

In a child's heart, mum and dad are the only sustenance and the gods in his heart.

"Good girl, hold the railing firmly. Yes, hold it like that. Mummy and Daddy will come to save you."

Esther said, looking at me solemnly. We looked at each other and gently nodded.

Then, before the little girl noticed, I rushed to her and held her. I had a roll with the girl in my arms. She was saved.

The little girl would have a different life, and Esther's kindness and bravery touched me.

After asking Esther out for three months, I finally won her over.

In the moonlight on the rooftop, our love blossomed like a rose, bright and hot.

But then, facing fate and plots, our love encountered such merciless destruction.

In the end, right in front of me, like a wisp of wind unable to be caught, she fell, from the roof.

Closing my eyes, I followed her.

With utter despair and hatred, I, together with her, ended our short lives.