My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 183

Wilson seethed with impotent rage as he was restrained in a chair, his movements hindered. The desire to charge at Bradley and bring them both to their end burned within him, but it remained nothing more than a futile fantasy.

Having served as Liliane’s attending physician for many years, Wilson was well aware of the situation in her family. With a sinister smile, he targeted Bradley’s vulnerable spot.

“Mr. Warner, is this how you protect your beloved?” He sneered. “Or is it that the mighty Mr. Warner has fallen for a murderer? Esther… She killed your grandfather. It was because of her that he died…” Wilson’s maniacal laughter filled the air. “That wretched Esther deserves to die!

Wilson’s words pierced Bradley’s heart like venom. He took a step forward, gripping Wilson’s chin forcefully.

Wilson felt his jaw straining as if Bradley could shatter his bones at any moment.

“Birch, my wife is not to be spoken ill of by anyone,” Bradley declared with a crazed and ruthless expression. His deep eyes burned with a fierce determination to kill. “Whether she lives or dies is my decision!”

A cryptic chuckle escaped Wilson’s throat as he met Bradley’s mocking gaze.

right to deny her the

reasons may seem, a crime is a crime,

chin and casually pulled out a silk handkerchief from his suit pocket, wiping his fingers with

and a menacing aura filled Bradley’s eyes, sending

want the

He couldn’t disclose his

is, I want Esther dead.

over

uttering a word, Bradley turned around and left

an elegantly dressed woman carrying a limited-edition Birkin approached Bradley.

“Mr. Warner-”

His voice was distant and cold. “As the saying goes, confess and you may receive leniency, resist and you will face severe consequences. It’s his choice.”

his choice, and

who was supposed to save lives turned out to