My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

How could he worry about Esther? He was the one, more than anyone else in this world, who wished for Esther to atone for her sins with death.

Scott looked at Bradley in astonishment, surprised by his quick denial. Was it true that he was not worried, or was he turning a blind eye to the truth?

“Mr. Warner, then I still suggest that you observe it. If your heart continues to ache, I recommend that you be admitted to the hospital for a comprehensive examination,” said Scott.

Bradley’s indifferent gaze swept across the various trophies, certificates, and banners in Scott’s office, raising doubts in his mind about whether Scott’s medical skills were truly as brilliant as stated in his resume.

“No need.” Bradley refused coldly. He underwent regular medical checkups every year, and his heart had never had any problems.

He thought that it might be due to the recent events involving Felix that he was feeling so mentally strained, and that must be the cause of his discomfort.

(B d l e y) stood up and walked out of the cardiac surgery office.

Bradley’s departing figure and could not help but wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, wondering if he would be

Wilson back to remind him not to act recklessly since Esther was

phone and called Wilson. The other end of the line remained

before he finally informed the nurse to arrange for the

Esther’s room with his

moment he pushed open the door, he noticed the changes

room had transformed into a vibrant display of flowers. Bouquets adorned the space, carefully arranged in crystal vases that were casually scattered around. A row of

of disinfectant had been replaced by

hospital bed was

sound of flowing water coming from the bathroom, so he walked to the bathroom door

“Esther?”

Bradley’s voice, the caregiver pushed Esther out