My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 445

Chapter 445 

Esther wasn’t aware of Xara and Steffan’s history, but she understood that should Felix fall ill, she’d have to bear another child to save him. Even returning to the man she despised for Felix’s sake wasn’t off the table. 

“I would,” she affirmed. 

Xara asked, “Even after how he’s treated you?” 

Esther looked at Xara intently, sharing her thoughts. “As I watch you right now, Xara, you know what I’m considering? Learning self-defense, maybe becoming stronger. If the time comes, I’ll knock Bradley out. After all, I just need his contribution, not him personally. 

“And if that doesn’t work, I’ll try a different approach. Bradley’s attractive, and his stamina is good. I’ll treat him like a vibrator without any emotional attachment.” 

Xara couldn’t help but chuckle at Esther’s words, her hand covering her mouth. “Esther, your perspective is certainly unique,” she commented, amused. 

Esther lifted the wine glass before her, taking a sip. “During the time Bradley held me captive, these very thoughts crossed my mind. Instead of harboring bitterness, I decided to embrace the circumstances. 

“Xara, I often ponder whether Bradley brought about all the challenges I’ve faced. If I had the chance to relive my life, would I still choose him or opt to be strangers? This question has lingered within me for a while, and my answer remains unchanged. I would still choose Bradley for the sake of Felix. Loving Bradley is indeed bitter, but Felix is just too sweet.” 

Esther’s words struck a chord with Xara. She hid her face, her tears flowing quietly. 

Sensing Xara’s emotions, Esther drew nearer, her arm encircling Xara’s shoulders as she whispered soothingly, “It’s alright, Xara. Let your feelings flow. If you need to cry, go ahead.” 

“Why couldn’t it have been me who got sick? Why did it have to be my Jacob?” Xara’s heart ached with the weight of Jacob’s illness. She felt as though a punishment from above had befallen her-retribution for her own selfishness, neglect of her child, denial of reality, and avoidance of the truth. 

“Xara, when Tinkerbell fell ill, I too wondered, ‘Why isn’t it me in her place?’ I’ve made my own mistakes and loved the wrong person. Yet, it was Tinkerbell who bore the suffering. 

“We are mothers, the ones who carried our children in our wombs. Our deepest wish is for our children to thrive in health and safety. 

“I understand your pain, but the past remains unchanged. Our focus must now shift to the present and future. 

“Isn’t the solution as simple as having another baby? Let’s consider it. Imagine, your extraordinary genes combined with Steffan’s. The result was the handsome Jacob. Another child could be equally exceptional. Think of it as a remarkable contribution to human reproduction.” 

Xara chuckled. After shedding tears and confiding her worries, she felt a weight lifted from her heart. Her mood had considerably brightened. 

“Esther, what’s your plan?” Xara pushed her own concerns aside, focusing on Esther’s well- being. “When you return to your country, what if Bradley threatens you again when you try to find your child?” 

“I won’t compromise anymore.” Esther had already devised a plan to tackle the situation.” Haven’t I already filed for divorce? Thanks to Bradley, the divorce case is getting a lot of attention. I will address the issue directly in court. Additionally, I’m planning to take legal action against the prison where I gave birth. With a two-pronged approach, there’s a high chance of a breakthrough.” 

Xara gently patted Esther’s shoulder, letting out a heartfelt sigh. “Esther, our lives have been nothing short of challenging.”