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 strained. “What… What did you do to me?”

birth in prison. Bradley, from now on, you’ll experience an hour of childbirth pain each day. Only then

children, falsely claimed they had died, and heartlessly separated mother and children. Now, you’ll carry the

The idea that childbirth could

know she was carrying my children at that

sadly accused, “Bradley, I told you multiple times that the children

sent them away if I had

he rejected the idea of raising children that were not his own. He didn’t even want to acknowledge

known they were his own flesh and blood. The blame lay with Esther, not

isn’t it ironic? Despite being an educated man and the CEO of a major corporation, you didn’t even consider a DNA test to verify if Esther’s children were

to lay the blame on Esther, using her as a scapegoat whenever

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