My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 151

The socialite was thoroughly confused as she looked at Bradley’s handsome face, which was filled with anger. She couldn’t understand what was happening. How could Bradley be preparing for a wedding with Liliane and still be entangled with Esther?

Bradley said, “I don’t want anyone else to know what happened today. If you dare say a word…”

Felix stood up for Esther with a stern face. “Your family will go bankrupt by the next sunrise!”

Esther could not help but laugh at Felix’s domineering and bossy demeanor. She reached out and held his small hand, moved as she said, “My son is the best. He knows how to defend his Mommy!”

Felix’s adorable little face blushed even more when Esther praised him. “Mommy, Daddy, and I are your bodyguards!”

Bradley glanced at Esther and Felix, who seemed completely unaware of their surroundings, and slowly withdrew his hand from the socialite’s chin. With a fierce expression, he uttered, “Get lost!”

witnessed this side of Bradley before. In her memory, he had always been an elegant and noble man,

other jealous women who resented Esther’s position as Mrs. Warner, had tried to bring her down. She had spread slanderous and vulgar words

assumed that Bradley and Esther would become bitter enemies, given that he had personally sent her to prison. Thus, they felt immense satisfaction when they witnessed

anticipated seeing Bradley actually taking Esther to the movies tonight

the opportunity, she approached Esther when she was alone, only to unintentionally discover that Bradley, who should have despised Esther with every fiber of his being, was fiercely protecting her in this manner. His eyes, in particular, were icy and ruthless, brimming with merciless

shoulder, and Esther held Felix’s little hand as they walked together as a family of three towards the screening hall,

took out her phone shakily, trying to call

son calling

make the call, Bradley turned his head slightly, and his warning gaze seemed

with a thud onto the carpet. Before she could pick it up, it

phone rang for a while, the socialite, as if waking up from a dream,

are you now? Come back within half an hour