My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 309

Chapter 309 

Upon hearing Twinkle’s words, Esther gently kissed her adorable little face, holding her face with both hands. 

Twinkle asked in a soft and tender voice, “Aunt Esther, why are you so beautiful?” 

Dressed up for the evening, Esther exuded an irresistible charm with her face, figure, and 

posture. 

“Twinkle, it’s time for your performance. You need to get ready,” reminded the bodyguard standing nearby. 

Reluctantly, Twinkle glanced at Esther and asked, “Should we take another photo together?” 

“Sure!” 

Esther held Twinkle in her arms and instructed Bradley, who was nearby, “Bradley, take a photo of me and Twinkle.” 

Bradley took out his phone and apathetically snapped a photo of them. 

“Bye-bye, Aunt Esther…” 

The foreign female bodyguard took Twinkle from Esther’s arms, and Twinkle waved her hand at Esther adorably. 

Even after the bodyguards took away Twinkle, Esther continued to gaze in the direction she had left. The warmth of Twinkle seemed to linger in her arms, a familiar and comforting feeling as if embracing her meant embracing the entire world. 

“Esther, she’s not your daughter,” Bradley stated as he observed the motherly glow on Esther’s face, forcing her to confront the harsh reality she wanted to avoid. 

“What are you trying to say, Bradley?” Esther’s face turned cold, distant, as if she was miles away, despite standing right next to Bradley. They were physically close yet emotionally worlds apart. 

“You think that because I lost two children one after the other, I should go crazy and treat every child as my own?” Bradley’s voice lowered coldly. “Isn’t that the case?” 

“Bradley, even if I did lose my sanity, it’s all because of you.” 

Having said that, Esther walked away on her own and left behind Bradley, whose expression was incomprehensible. 

As Bradley watched Esther’s graceful figure, he hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and forcefully pressed her against a dimly lit corridor. 

His tall stature acted like a mountain, pinning Esther down, and his eyes held emotions that Esther couldn’t decipher. 

Esther tilted her head slightly, and her fragrant scent brushed against Bradley’s jawline like an orchid. 

“Bradley, this is a public place-”