My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 293

Two hours later, the maids entered the room, carrying delicious freshly prepared dishes. The bedroom was filled with a lingering scent reminiscent of the earlier activities, along with a faint, elusive hint of blood.

At a round table, Bradley sat gracefully, attending to his work. His exceptionally handsome features carried an indescribable sense of elegance and laziness.

The young maids placed the food on the table, their eyes filled with envy and excitement after stealing a glance at Bradley. One of them ventured to ask, “Mr. Warner, do you have any other orders?”

Bradley remained aloof, exuding inherent arrogance and pride as he curtly replied, “Leave.”

The maids silently exited the room, though one of them couldn’t help but feel a surge jealousy upon noticing suggestive marks on Esther’s body.

of

people’s ill intentions, Esther observed the

knew Bradley’s personality well- he always got what he wanted. If she continued her hunger strike, he would

was merely a valuable tool for bearing children, with little regard for her thoughts

get up and eat,”

much attention, and headed to the bathroom. The sound of running

20 minutes later, her hair still dripping wet. She distantly sat on a chair, picking up the food in front of her in silence. With

welled support her.

missed Thomas. If he were still alive, he would undoubtedly

hair,”

her hair had dampened it, clinging to her body and accentuating her graceful

fell upon the faint red marks on her neck. He felt uncomfortable, so he looked away, took a deep breath, and walked over to her,

your hair!”