Chapter 1 I'm Dead * Brayden . I'm pregnant , " Yakira Wilkinson told her husband . Brayden Blanchard , over the phone Brayden didn't love her . She didn't know whether he'd accept their baby She had wanted to share the good news , but every time , her courage crumbled Today , the doctor had warned her the surgery might fail , so she mustered up her courage and finally told him about her pregnancy She was so nervous that even the pain from the car accident seemed to vanish . Though she was covered in bruises and wounds , all she cared about was Brayden's reaction Then , in the next second , a woman's voice came through " Brayden , you're gonna be a father Yakira froze . Her mind went blank , her heart sinking like a stone . As the doctors wheeled her into the elevator , she saw Brayden standing outside the maternity ward with Patricia McDowell gazing up at him , her eyes full of affection They were chatting and smiling , and the look in Brayden's eyes was so tender . In the three years Yakira had been married to Brayden , he had never once looked at her like that A wave of despair crashed over Yakira , and she couldn't even feel pain anymore She had always known Patricia was Brayden's beloved . Though Patricia had been away for a few years , he had never stopped loving her . Yakira had firmly believed that time , patience , and devotion could change things . That if she just kept loving him , she could win him over But now she realized - she had been nothing more than a joke . 0.00 % 05:43 Chapter 11m Dead Andiculous , pathetic joke . " Ms. Wilkinson , have you reached out to your husband ? He needs to sign the surgery . consent form . " the nurse asked anxiously After all , Yakira's condition was critical Clutching the phone . Yakira remained silent . Tears blurred her vision , her voice faint and full of heartbreak as she finally replied , " He's busy with work . I don't think he's coming " But you're seriously injured . You're his wife , and you should be his top priority , not work . Right ? Give me the phone . I'll talk to him . " The nurse thought Yakira hadn't properly conveyed the urgency and took the phone away . " Hello ? Hello ? " " What ? " The cold male voice on the other end made her shiver uncontrollably . " Is this Ms. Wilkinson's husband ? This is Retston Central Hospital calling . Ms. Wilkinson has encountered a serious car accident and is now being rescued here . " " Is she dead ? " The nurse was stunned . " What ? " " Don't call me unless she's dead . " Brayden then hung up the phone before the nurse could react . The doctor aside asked . " Did you reach him ? " The nurse shook her head , casting a sympathetic glance toward Yakira Yakira knew the answer right away , her heart sinking . She thought , " Brayden probably wouldn't care even if I died , let alone pregnant . " He hates me so much . Why would he care about our baby ? " She closed her eyes and stroked her belly gently as a tear rolled down her cheek . *** Chapter 1 I'm Dead 288 Vouchers Ten months later . A custom Rolls - Royce pulled up at the entrance to the Blanchard's villa . Servants in uniforms had lined up at both sides , waiting for a while . Aaron Tucker , the housekeeper , opened the car door with respect . Brayden stepped out of the car , followed by a woman with a baby in her arms . " Aaron . Tricia and the baby will live here from today on . Make sure she's well taken care of She's just given birth . " Brayden ordered , his voice cold and firm , leaving no room for debate . " Yes , " Aaron replied . Patricia smiled delicately , showing no signs of postpartum fatigue at all . Holding the baby , she glanced around . " Where's Yakira ? " Brayden frowned slightly at the mention of Yakira's name , looking displeased . Just hearing Yakira's name seemed to disgust him . " Brayden , is she upset about me living here ? " Patricia asked , feigning innocence though she already knew the answer . Brayden's frown deepened . He had texted Yakira yesterday but hadn't gotten any reply But he didn't think it mattered - he was informing her , not asking for her opinion . " Forget her , " he said coldly . A triumphant smile flashed across Patricia's face . Aaron , unable to hold his tongue any longer , reminded Brayden , " Mr. Blanchard , it's been ten months since Mrs. Blanchard last came back . " " What ? " Patricia exclaimed , even more shocked than Brayden . " Ten months ? Brayden , it seems she's really upset . After all , you've been taking care of me all this time . " " She can stay mad for as long as she wants , " Brayden snapped , his patience wearing thin . Just then , a riot of festive percussion erupted . 05.43 Chapter 1 Im Dead 288 voucher Brayden and Patricia looked up . A ceremonial procession was walking toward them , with drums pounding and trumpets blaring . " Brayden , is this your surprise for me ? " Patricia couldn't hide her excitement . Brayden knitted his brows . Meanwhile , the emcee in a suit approached him . " Hello , Mr. Blanchard . I'm an emcee specializing in hosting celebrations and funerals . Ms. Wilkinson came to me several months . ago and asked me to come here today with my team for a celebration . Oh , and this is from her . " He waved his hand , and several people brought over a big box . Brayden's face darkened . He had no idea what Yakira was up to - but whatever it was , it only made him feel disgusted . Patricia pulled a long face when knowing this was Yakira's arrangement . Just then , a babye loud wail cut through the air . Everyone's gaze fell upon the baby in Patricia's arms . Patricia's brows furrowed in confusion . Her baby was asleep . And the cry didn't come from . her arms . As the cry grew louder . Brayden was the first to figure out where it came from . He strode forward , flung open the box , and saw a crying baby inside . Instantly , the scene fell deadly silent . Next to the baby was ... an um . The bab baby was pretty good - looking , and he had Brayden's eyes . Aaron rushed over and picked up the baby . " Mr. Blanchard , the baby looks just like you . See those eyes ? They're the spitting image of yours . " 64.00 % 05:43 Chapter 1 I'm Dead 1 268 Vouchers Brayden and Patricia looked up . A ceremonial procession was walking toward them , with drums pounding and trumpets . blaring " Brayden , is this your surprise for me ? " Patricia couldn't hide her excitement . Brayden knitted his brows . Meanwhile , the emcee in a suit approached him . " Hello , Mr. Blanchard . I'm an emcee specializing in hosting celebrations and funerals . Ms. Wilkinson came to me several months . ago and asked me to come here today with my team for a celebration . Oh , and this is from her . " He waved his hand , and several people brought over a big box . Brayden's face darkened . He had no idea what Yakira was up to - but whatever it was , it only made him feel disgusted . Patricia pulled a long face when knowing this was Yakira's arrangement . Just then , a baby's loud wail cut through the air . Everyone's gaze fell upon the baby in Patricia's arms . Patricia's brows furrowed in confusion . Her baby was asleep . And the cry didn't come from her arms . grew Brayden was the first to figure out where it came from . As the cry o He strode forward , flung open the box , and saw a crying baby inside . Instantly , the scene fell deadly silent . Next to the baby was ... an urn . The baby was pretty good - looking , and he had Brayden's eyes . Aaron rushed over and picked up the baby . " Mr. Blanchard , the baby looks just like you . See those eyes ? They're the spitting image of yours . " 05.431 Chapter 1 Im Dead 288 Vauchers Almost immediately , everyone present jumped to the same conclusion - it was Brayden's baby Brayden picked up a note on the um and read the words : " I'm dead , just as you wished . Take care of the baby . " His grip tightened on the paper , his eyes going bloodshot . The call from ten months ago emerged in his mind . " Had Yakira really been in a car accident ? " he wondered The emcee , frozen with confusion , thought to himself , " Didn't Ms. Wilkinson tell me this was a celebration ? " What kind of celebration is this ? " What should I do ? " Should I ask my team to continue playing drums and winding trumpets ? " Bracing himself , he said to Brayden , " Mr. Blanchard , as I said , I do funerals as well . If you're in need . I ... " Get lost ! " Brayden roared . Everyone present was frightened . There were three urns in the box in total . As Brayden's sight settled on them , his eyes were bloodshot , and he clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms , but he was oblivious to the pain . He thought , " Is Yakira ... dead ? "