My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 917 Agatha was even more perplexed. She gripped Esther's hand, her voice trembling with nervousness. ""W-Who is he?" Esther gazed tearfully at Agatha and suddenly sat up under the surgical light. She extended both hands and threw herself into Agatha's embrace, hugging her in distress. "Grandma Agatha, it was Bradley who took the drug traffickers to kill my parents." Agatha subconsciously stroked Esther's forehead as she listened.

"Esther, what did you just say? It was Bradley?" Esther didn't conceal the flashes of images that had crossed her mind.

Nestled in Agatha's embrace, she looked at the surgical light and softly said, "When I was looking at this light just now, some images flashed in my mind in a daze. I think those were the scenes from when my parents were killed." "Esther, you might be too stressed.

Dear, close your eyes and rest fora while. After this is over, we'll go to Gabriel," Agatha reassured her.

Agatha sighed in relief, thankful that Esther had recalled childhood memories. If Esther recalled the previous events, everything they had done for her would lose its meaning.

Foster, why did Bradley do this?" Esther

held a hand over

before

about this too much now. Let's take things one step at a time." Agatha massaged Esther's acupoints, and Esther closed her

her with a thin blanket. She took out

hour later, Agatha wheeled Esther out of the

all turned

remained composed, Kevin couldn't wait and

involved with the criminal group.

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