My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 471

Esther worried about Felix’s health. Before she fully understood Agatha’s words, she saw Agatha holding a golden needle. In an instant, Agatha pressed it into a pressure point on Bradley’s head.

“Grandma Foster!” Esther exclaimed.

Agatha pulled out the golden needle, her face unchanging as she spoke coldly. “Bradley, you’re lucky I use my hands to heal, not to kill. Remember, I could spill blood, and your death. wouldn’t matter.”

Esther knew Agatha defended her, making her grateful.

“Grandma Foster.”

Agatha softly patted Esther’s shoulder. “Bradley, think you can hurt Esther because she’s an orphan? The Quill family and I are with her now. Touch her, and you will face my anger.”

brain in two. He gritted his teeth, his voice

Agatha sneered, her face filled with scorn. “Esther endured much worse pain. when she gave birth in prison. Bradley, from now on, you’ll experience an hour of childbirth pain each day. Only then will you truly understand

children, falsely claimed they had died, and heartlessly separated mother and children. Now,

the intense pain. The idea that childbirth could be this excruciating for a woman had never crossed

didn’t know she was carrying my children at

in Esther’s eyes as she sadly accused, “Bradley, I told you multiple times that

had known they were my children.” Bradley’s words were

were not his own. He didn’t even want

decision if he had known they were his own flesh and blood. The blame

man and the CEO of a major corporation, you didn’t even consider a DNA test to verify if Esther’s children were yours. In this age of advanced technology, amniocentesis could easily have

as a scapegoat whenever things went wrong in your

against your corporation. We’re decent people and don’t take out your mistakes