My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 31

Five years ago, Esther had pulled off Thomas’ oxygen mask, causing him to nearly die.

Thomas would have succumbed five years ago if the doctor hadn’t intervened in time. Moreover,

Esther’s malicious actions were the cause of Thomas’ comatose state, rendering his condition

irreversible.

The doctor had advised Bradley countless times, asking if he wanted his grandfather to have a NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

dignified death, but he refused.

Even if the chances were slim, he hoped that his grandfather could wake up! It was too bad that his

grandfather had still passed away due to multiple organ failures.

Bradley reached out with another hand to grab Esther’s hair, forcing her to look into his eyes.

Esther looked up abruptly and saw the pain in Bradley’s cold eyes. She jolted slightly. Her teeth that

were on the skin between Bradley’s thumb and index finger loosened up slowly.

“Bradley, I didn’t pull Grandpa Thomas’ oxygen mask five years ago!”

Bradley sneered when he heard Esther’s stubborn denial. “Esther, anyone who watched that video

knows how malicious you are.”

“Whether you believe it or not, I’m not the one who caused Grandpa Thomas’ accident five years ago.”

Despair filled Esther’s eyes. The young man who had once dazzled her youth had become cruel and

unpredictable. She could not help but wonder if she could start this life over again. She would never,

ever fall in love with him again. The love was too bitter and painful for her to bear.

“Esther, are you still trying to argue at this point?” Bradley let go of Esther’s hair as he looked at the

woman in front of him with disdain. He heartlessly plunged a knife into her heart. “The death of your

daughter is your retribution for your wrongdoing.”

Upon hearing Bradley’s ruthless words, Esther could not help but laugh. She laughed with a slight

tremble in her chest, and her beautiful eyes were tinged with a hint of redness. A tear slowly dripped.

from the corner of her eye, and she seemed to come alive when she had just seemed so lifeless.

“Bradley Warner, everything that’s happened is the retribution for me loving the wrong person,” Esther

said and walked resolutely to Jasper’s side, even giving Bradley a glance.

“Jasper, let’s go to the funeral parlor.”

Jasper looked deeply at Esther, who looked alive, and asked worriedly, “Aren’t you waiting for the

paternity test result anymore?”

“No.”

It did not matter anymore. Bradley did not love her-not five years ago and not five years later.

For a man who did not love her, it did not matter whether Tinkerbell was his daughter or not. The

only person who cared about Tinkerbell was her.

“Okay.”

Jasper reached out to help Esther, but she did not let him this time. “I can walk.”

Esther pushed the casket and walked step after step out of Bradley’s scorching world.

The moment her back disappeared from Bradley’s sight, his heart suddenly twitched in pain, as if

something important was about to disappear completely from his world.

“Mr. Warner?” Cole noticed that Bradley looked a little pale and asked in concern, “Are you okay?”

“Cole, send some flowers to the funeral.”