My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 245

Clark clutched his chest, feeling intense pain that left him struggling to breathe. He couldn’t bear to imagine the heartbreak and regret Bradley must be experiencing at that moment.

Amidst the roaring helicopter blades, they landed at the private hospital owned by the Warner Group.

Bradley stepped off the helicopter with a determined stride, heading straight for the elevator. Clark suppressed his grief and followed closely behind, catching a glimpse of Bradley’s veins bulging and his bloodshot eyes filled with a burning flame.

Bradley made his way directly to the laboratory department, rolling up his sleeve to reveal his sinewy arm. He commanded the lab personnel, “Draw my blood.”

“Yes, sir,” the doctor replied.

Carefully, the doctor drew a tube of blood from Bradley’s arm.

“Conduct a paternity DNA test between Felix’s blood and mine. Make sure to oversee this test personally,” Bradley instructed firmly.

“Yes, Mr. Warner,” the doctor acknowledged.

cotton swab stained with blood into the designated medical waste bin, Bradley exuded a cold and chilling aura. The once elegant and noble man now appeared disheveled and

coldness and gloom. Observing him, the others in the hospital instinctively retreated, fearing

Bradley left did the whispers and discussions about

change your clothes first. Take care

deeply concerned face. He sneered lightly and spoke in a cold voice. “Don’t worry. I won’t die.”

hours of soaking in seawater compared to

the elevator wall, he clutched

Clark called out urgently, reaching out

on Clark’s face. “Clark,

“Yes,” Clark replied.

Little did he know that after Bradley had his blood drawn, he would take a helicopter back to

to a high fever in

the bodyguards informed Bradley, rushing forward. “Should we take her

worthless. She won’t die.”