My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 230

Pale with fear, Esther was comforted by Felix, who whispered in her ear to calm down. She gestured for silence, fearing that any noise would attract the black-clad men’s attention. outside the corridor.

Esther felt a sense of gratitude that they hadn’t run out into the open field earlier. They would have become easy targets in the waist-high wild grass if they had. Worry flickered in Esther’s bright eyes as she looked down at the dust on her white shoes.

The stairwell they had just escaped from was filled with thick dust. Once the black-clad men upstairs woke up, they would easily track her through the footprints.

What should they do now?

Esther was frantic and at a loss. She had given up hope that Bradley would come to her rescue. It was up to her to find a solution.

Bumping her head lightly against the wall, she regretted wasting her time in prison, grieving over the deaths of her children. If she had known what terrors awaited her upon release, she would have focused on studying, reading books, and learning self-defense.

‘Self-defense…”

wise words of Granny Grace, an elderly woman with medical skills she had met in prison. She forced herself to calm down and carefully considered Granny Grace’s advice.

any situation. As long as one was still

of contemplation, she held Felix’s small hand and used her finger to write in his palm: “Felix, later I’ll distract them so you can quietly slip

head and wrote in her

his ear, and whispered, “Felix, if you go

pressed against the door to get a

“He’s so young…”

a young man. Healthy

“Oh… healthy kidneys.”

pushing the young

guys stay down

be in danger if they brought

two black-clad men who had fainted