My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

With so many people in the elevator, the space felt crowded.

Cole stood beside Bradley, at a loss. There were times he wanted to tell his boss that he had actually done the paternity test, but… the result was yet to be out. It would be futile even if he told him.

Moreover, Esther seemed to have become obsessed and overwhelmed by Tinkerbell’s death. If she did not see the sample being taken personally, she would constantly suspect the authenticity of the test,

Rather than doing it again by then, they might as well let Esther watch the sample being taken. She and Bradley could face reality together when the result was out.

The group came to the lab test department.

The nurse took samples of blood from Bradley, Esther, and Tinkerbell.

“The fastest the results will be out is 24 hours.”

at Esther condescendingly. “Esther, I’ve done the paternity test as you wished. Do not

she looked at Bradley’s cold and distant face, “And what if Tinkerbell’s tested

too easily stirred up by Esther and tried to tone himself down a little to talk to her

she is?!” Esther

gaze swept across Tinkerbell’s face, and he smirked. “I’ll give her a

out! Get out!”

“Mr. Searle, she’s not

nobody but you who forced her to this

and held Esther’s hand to say softly, “Esther,

and recalled his viciousness, iciness, and mercilessness. Like a lion, she sprinted to the man from his back and chomped down on his shoulder with

not move but let her bite him in venting

complicated.