My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Bradley looked at Esther’s pale face with interest and reminded, “Esther, the kids you spent ten months

carrying, they’re still alive!” Esther rose to her feet in shock. “That’s impossible!” She had gone to

prison being pregnant, but her children had been announced dead once they were delivered, having

suffocated in her womb for too long. “How’s that impossible?” Bradley leaned back on the chair

confidently. “It’s easy for the Warners to take a pair of babies out of prison. Don’t forget you’re still my

wife legally. You think I had no right to handle the b*stards you carry?” Bradley’s words overwhelmed

Esther. She looked at him as if she was trying to determine how true what he said was. “Work with me

obediently, and I might be kind enough to tell you where those b*stards are.” Esther stood up shakily

and looked up at the ruthless man, asking seriously, “Are my kids really alive?” “Do I have to lie to

you?” Esther shook her head. She dared not trust him, yet she hoped that everything Bradley said was

true. “Bradley, I don’t believe you.” Bradley’s long fingers clenched Esther’s jaw, and he mocked her

cruelly. “Do you have another choice other than believing me?” Esther looked at Bradley. His

resentment felt like thin needles that stabbed deep into her heart.

This man had lit up her entire youth, yet he was now her biggest nightmare. The memorable love had

transformed into searing hatred. She hated him so much that she wanted to rip into him and drink his

blood… There was no telling where Esther got her courage from; she opened her mouth and bit

between Bradley’s thumb and index finger while he did not pay attention. Bradley grabbed her hair with

the other hand immediately. The taste of blood spread in Esther’s mouth, and a discreet sense of

elation filled her heart. Bradley tossed her aside as blood dripped from his finger to the floor. Esther

wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand and sneered. “Bradley Warner,

you’ll regret this.” “Regret’s not a word in my dictionary.” There was a sinister look in Bradley’s eyes. “If

there’s something I should regret in my life, it’s that I shouldn’t have married you.” Bradley then turned

to tell the nurse at the door, “Continue with the next check-up and give me a shot for rabies.” Esther

stood frozen on the spot as she watched Bradley slowly disappear from her sight. She had wanted to

take revenge no matter the price after she attended Thomas’ funeral. After seeking revenge against

Liliane for framing her, she would leave the place and have nothing to do with Bradley. However, what

Bradley just said injected Esther with an unprecedented motivation to stay alive when she had

considered death. She was going to keep living. Yes, she had to keep living. She wanted to personally

watch Bradley discover that Liliane, whom he had always protected and doted on, was the culprit who

caused Thomas’ death. “Bradley Warner…” Esther stopped him when he was about to leave with a

hoarse voice and asked hesitantly, “Where are my children?” Bradley stopped and told the hopeful

woman, “You’ll see them after you come out of the operation theater.” “You swear?” Esther asked

emotionally with clenched fists. Bradley trained an icy gaze on her as his thin lips curled into a smirk.

He looked at her like an ant he could easily squash. He did not give Esther the promise she wanted. He

was more certain than anyone that Esther would not dare risk this. She would definitely do as he said.

It was ironic that a savage woman like this had such a loving heart. “When can she go for the surgery?”

Bradley asked the doctor outside the door. The doctor took a glance at Esther inside the room. As a

doctor, even if he sympathized with Esther, he knew that she would be able to redeem her sin if she

could save Felix. “Mr. Warner, from the check-ups we ran on Ms. Quill, she’s been malnourished all

year long. It’ll be dangerous for her to go for surgery right now. My suggestion is to give her one to two

weeks to recuperate.” Bradley’s dark eyes flashed with cruelty. “A week later. Schedule the surgery.”

After Bradley left the room, Esther went to the door and asked the nurse keeping an eye on her, “Miss,

could I borrow your phone?” The nurse hesitated but passed her phone to Esther. Esther took it over

and dialed the number she had burned into her brain. “Jasper, it’s me, Esther.

I’m in the hospital now. Can you come over?” Jasper Searle was stunned when he received Esther’s

call. She was out of prison? When? “I’ll be right there.” After hanging up, Jasper tapped the bouncing

icon on his phone screen and only then realized that the group chat was filled with video clips of Esther

being mocked at the funeral. He instructed his secretary, “Get me a few size S outfits and size 36

shoes.” The secretary was inwardly surprised but replied respectfully on the outside, “Yes, Mr. Searle.”

After that, he called the number he had saved as “Y” on his contacts, but the call remained

unanswered. – The nurse had already dressed the wound on Liliane’s head in the hospital. There was

a small piece of gauze on her forehead, but it did not affect her beauty at all. Felix looked at Liliane in