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.

you have the right to deny her the right

may seem, a crime is a crime, and murder is

out a

and a menacing aura filled Bradley’s eyes, sending a chill down Wilson’s

want the

could reveal the truth to Bradley. He couldn’t

I want Esther dead. I want her

cold gaze swept over Wilson’s

Bradley turned around

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

“Mr. Warner-”

looking down at the boy standing beside the woman. His voice was distant and cold. “As the

his choice, and

supposed to save lives turned out