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…”

had met

in any situation. As long as one was still alive, there was always a chance in life.

held Felix’s small hand and used her finger to write in his

head and wrote in her palm: “Together.”

and whispered, “Felix, if you go call

attention. They pressed against the door to get a glimpse outside and saw an ambulance parked

“He’s so young…”

a young

“Oh… healthy kidneys.”

black-clad men joked while pushing the young man

You guys stay

sank. She and Felix would be in danger if they

black-clad men who had fainted in the