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.

the elevator, Bradley walked to Esther in long,

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

“Esther, you-”

a chance to speak as she threw the maternity test result in her hand on his face. With reddened eyes, she questioned, “Bradley Warner, how does it feel killing your own

last page. He scowled and asked impassively,

daughter!” Esther cried in anger

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

as long as I go through with the paternity

in the face of his

and Tinkerbell and I will