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.”

throbbed with indescribable pain as if a knife were cutting his brain in two. He gritted his teeth, his voice strained. “What… What did you do to

birth in prison. Bradley, from now on, you’ll experience an hour

heartlessly separated

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

didn’t know she was carrying

told you multiple times that the children were yours, but you never

if I had known

children that were not his own. He didn’t even want to acknowledge or hear about it, choosing to send

have never made that decision if he had known they were his own

corporation, you didn’t even consider a DNA test to verify if Esther’s

using her as a scapegoat whenever things

Oliver didn’t retaliate against your corporation. We’re decent people and don’t take