My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

“Madam…” Cole sighed. He did not expect Tinkerbell, who had been lively and fine, to be gone so soon either.

“Hold on. I’ll call Mr. Warner.”

The clients of this private hospital under the Warner Group were either rich or influential.

Although Esther had spent five years in prison, most people could still recognize that she was the main character of that wedding of the century back then, and that she was also the woman Bradley had personally sent to prison five years ago.

They were curious, probing, and confused as they looked at Esther and the mini coffin next to her. Esther put a hand on the lid of Tinkerbell’s coffin as if the girl would give her strength somehow.

Cole called Bradley to tell him about the situation in the lobby. The latter paused, and a glimpse of panic flashed in his eyes,

Many people moved about in the hospital lobby, but Esther remained unfazed as the people scanned her and took videos of her.

Bradley walked to Esther in long,

saved his life, he could no longer be as determined and cold to her

“Esther, you-”

him a chance to speak as she threw the maternity test result in her hand on his face. With reddened eyes, she questioned, “Bradley

caught the test result with both hands and flipped to the last page. He scowled and asked impassively, “You still think that those b*stards

is your daughter!” Esther cried in anger and resentment. “Do

looked at the pitiful state Esther was in and could not help recalling the young Esther, who was

fussing as long as I go through with the paternity

the face of his

Tinkerbell