My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 113

‘Sorry. If I could’ve calmed down, listened to your explanation back then, and believed that you never betrayed me, perhaps my grandfather wouldn’t have had the accident while seeking

the truth.’

Bradley ran his fingers through Esther’s hair. The contrast between the dark strands and his porcelain-like fingers was dazzling.

The hairdryer buzzed.

A deep sense of guilt surged in Bradley’s heart.

Esther had saved him when he was young-she was his lifesaver.

If he had known that Esther was his lifesaver back then during their marriage, would their relationship have turned out differently and not fraught with conflict?

For the first time, Bradley blew dry a woman’s hair. With his lack of skill, he ended up creating

small tangles instead of making it smooth.

After using his fingers to untangle the knots, Bradley leaned closer to Esther, meticulously smoothing out the tangled hair, strand by strand.

while his attitude was strict and

pride after this incident and

“Doctor,” said Clark

psychologist, Xara Sandler, handed over her business card and spoke gently. “Mr.

Madam… She…” Clark

said gently, “Her mental state is very poor. If Mr. Warner’s willing to cooperate with her, perhaps psychological therapy can

leave this world.”

felt extreme

and sensible, never becoming spoiled or willful despite being showered

it to children

in her name.

Sandler, please save

requires the medicine of the heart. Only by unraveling her

Warner,”

“I have other patients to attend to. I’ll leave first. If Ms. Quill has any questions, she can

“Thank you.”

off, Clark opened the door and entered the ward.

filled with a