My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 133

Bradley gazed into Esther’s eyes, which were as clear as a vast starry sky, shining and dazzling, captivating him irresistibly.

“I…” Bradley hesitated subconsciously upon hearing Esther’s question. After a moment, he answered slowly, “I will also stay here.”

“Really? Really? Really?” In disbelief, the adorable Felix repeated the question three times like a parrot when he heard that his father would also be staying here.

“Of course it’s true.” Esther reached out and held Felix’s little hand, tenderly saying, “Daddy never lies.”

“That’s great!” Felix bounced around Esther and Bradley joyfully like a woodland elf. “So, can we sleep together tonight? I really, really, really want to sleep in the middle of Daddy and Mommy!”

The children on TV all slept with their parents.

His father would also read him lovely bedtime stories. He was on cloud nine.

in front of Esther, tilting his small face, and asked in

train of thought and said, still a

to his hair, speaking nonsense seriously. “Look, aren’t there

but laugh. “So, you’re bubbling with

happiness spread across Felix’s

now chubby and cute. Not only that, but he also seemed like a stagnant pool that had been

purest spring in the world, making one want to

hopped to the fruit plate and skewered a round watermelon ball with a silver fruit fork, feeding it to Bradley’s

is it

eyes were deep. “It is.”

another round watermelon ball and fed it to Esther. “Mommy, have a sweet

just used. For some reason, the phrase

restlessness spread through his body as if every pore of his was dancing, desperately craving for more sweetness. Bradley clenched his fist against his lips and coughed

lightly.