My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Xara remained silent, her gaze fixed on Bradley. She comprehended Bradley’s purpose in visiting the Sandersons better than anyone else. She also knew that if Bradley insisted on taking Felix away, she couldn’t stop him, even with the guardianship authorization letter handwritten by Esther back then. After all, biologically speaking, Bradley was Felix’s father.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Bradley flipped through the pages of Felix’s drawings, each marked with a date. Despite not being a professional psychologist, Bradley discerned the emotions depicted in Felix’s drawings.

Felix’s drawings exhibited subtle changes over time, indicating gradual improvement.

“Felix is my son,” Bradley asserted, emphasizing a fact Xara couldn’t deny.

Observing Bradley’s slightly worn face, Xara conceded, “I know Felix is your son, but you should understand that you only have a son if he’s alive. If you continue to press him and push him to the brink like his mother did, you’ll end up with nothing.”

Bradley closed the folder and didn’t want to hear more of Xara’s words.

“Esther is not dead,” he claimed.

long

dead,” Bradley repeated, steadfast in his conviction, despite witnessing her body being pushed into the incinerator with

just want

consider Felix your son,

twin daughters, and their whereabouts are still unknown? If you have the time and

things I want to say. Consider them as you

much to Bradley. However, she softened her

at fault, but Felix was innocent. In Xara’s view, everything Bradley was experiencing now resulted from

sincerely, but he hadn’t appreciated it. Now that she had left, it was too late for him to regret

want to

got up to bring Felix to

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