My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270 

Who were her children bothering by being alive? Why did they have to tell her that her children died from difficult childbirth? 

Shane’s dark gaze fell upon Bradley’s handsome face, and a malicious intent flashed in his 

eyes. His words added insult to injury to the already fragile relationship between Esther and Bradley. 

“Mrs. Warner, you shouldn’t be asking me this question. You should be asking Mr. Warner who’s by your side,” Shane said. 

Esther looked at Bradley in astonishment, earnestly trying to discern the truth behind Shane’s words. 

However, Bradley remained unfazed, choosing not to refute or explain. He simply accepted the accusations with silence. 

Esther’s heart sank into the icy depths of the ocean. She opened her mouth but realized she had nothing left to say to Bradley. 

Upon learning the truth from five years ago, Esther let out a bitter smile, feeling as though a heavy burden had been lifted. She walked toward the other end of the deck alone, with Clark hurrying to follow, afraid that she might do something foolish. 

“Esther, are you okay?” Clark asked, concerned. 

Esther turned and looked at Clark, who genuinely cared about her. The sea breeze disheveled her hair, concealing her true emotions. 

Back then, when Thomas was involved in the accident, Clark had blamed her for that. inexplicable video. However, even when Bradley heartlessly sent her to prison, Clark still sent her things occasionally. She rejected everything he sent. 

At that time, she only thought about the fact that the man she deeply loved had sent her to prison, feeling utterly hopeless. She never considered that she could rely on Clark. 

As long as she kept telling Clark that she did not commit those abominable and conscienceless acts toward Thomas, he would surely help her. 

She didn’t trust anyone and couldn’t rely on anyone back then. 

“Clark, are you worried that I’ll seek death?” Esther’s voice trembled gently in the sea breeze. “Don’t worry. I won’t do that. I haven’t found Pixie yet, and Felix hasn’t returned to me. What right do I have to seek death?” 

The words of comfort that came to the tip of Clark’s tongue were swallowed silently. 

“I’m sorry, Esther. It’s all my fault. If I had told Mr. Warner the moment I obtained the recording from Mr. Felix, perhaps everything would have been different. At least…” Clark confessed that his arrogance had harmed Felix. “Mr. Felix wouldn’t have gotten into trouble.” 

“Clark, none of this is your fault.” Esther’s gaze was clear, and her expression was distant and indifferent. “Even if you had given him the recording, he still wouldn’t have believed me!” 

Bradley didn’t love her. 

When a man didn’t love a woman, even her every breath felt wrong.