My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32 

When Cole considered Esther’s certainty, he could not help asking softly, “Mr. Warner, what if Tinkerbell’s really your daughter when the paternity test result is out?” 

“That’s impossible,” Bradley said and strode into the elevator. 

As the elevator doors slowly closed, Bradley caught his reflection on the elevator wall out of the corner of his eye. There were speckles of red on his back. He looked down at his hand and saw the clear bite mark on his purlicue. 

Esther hated him to the core. She was like him. 

They were supposed to be happy childhood sweethearts, but somehow, they had become the ones who hated each other the most in this world. 

Bradley had no idea that someone wearing a mask and a white robe switched out a tube of blood on the machine just five minutes after all of them left. The staff in the lab did not notice this person who appeared and disappeared out of the blue either. 

Bradley got out of the elevator and unbuttoned his shirt slowly. He took it off as he entered the hospital ward and tossed it into the laundry basket before putting on a black silk shirt from the closet. 

While he buttoned it up, Liliane came in with a thermos. She saw the shirt in the laundry basket right away. 

“Brad, you got hurt?” she asked. 

Bradley glanced at her flatly and asked, “What’s this?” 

“Soup my mom made.” Liliane placed the thermos on the table and rambled in explanation, “My mom heard from others that one has to replenish nutrients post-surgery, so she and my father drove to the mountains to buy some pure grain-fed chickens from farmers for Felix. They even kept the chickens in our villa, and the neighbor next door complained to the property management because of the smell. 

“You know that my mom’s always been a fussy one, but for her grandson Felix, she- 

Bradley interrupted Liliane, speaking overbearingly. “Arrange for your parents to meet with me so we can discuss the wedding date.” 

Liliane was overjoyed and asked, “Really? Brad, are you really going to marry me?” 

When Bradley said those words, a vague sense of regret spread in his heart. 

“You’ve done a lot these years.” Bradley thought about Liliane’s patience and wholehearted effort for Felix and said slowly, “After Felix recovers from the surgery, he’ll have to go to preschool after some rest. It’ll be difficult to fill out the enrollment form if we don’t get married.” 

Things were pure in the children’s world. He did not want Felix to be called a b*stard child when he 

went to school. 

“Brad, I’m so happy!” Liliane was overjoyed. 

It was great. She finally got what she wanted. 

“I’ll contact my parents and ask them when they’re free.” 

Bradley cleared his throat and said coldly, “Wait until Felix’s condition is stable before we arrange anything.” 

Liliane’s pretty face was still full of joy, but there was a douse of disappointment again. ‘Felix again?’