My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 472

Chapter 472 

Today, a single needle from Agatha jolted Bradley awake to the harsh reality of his past actions against Esther. He abruptly realized the pain he had caused her over the years. The children she had fought fiercely to bring into the world, he had heartlessly taken them away. 

How had Esther endured those dark times? 

Tormented and unable to express his distress, Bradley found himself on a hospital garden bench, sweat covering his forehead. 

“Mr. Warner, do you need a doctor?” a concerned bodyguard asked. 

Bradley weakly waved his hand, signaling that he didn’t need medical help. If Esther could endure her struggles, so could he. He didn’t require a doctor. 

With her arm around Esther’s shoulder, Agatha walked toward the hospital building. As Esther went up the steps, she glanced back at Bradley on the bench. “Grandma Foster, what did you do to him?” 

Agatha sneered coldly. “Just a needle prick to awaken his conscience. I don’t kill people. He won’t die.” 

The needle she used wouldn’t kill Bradley but make him feel the agony he had never known before. Maybe after experiencing such torment, he would understand true suffering. Hopefully, Bradley would wake up and stop bothering Esther. 

“Grandma Foster, thank you.” 

Agatha snorted. “Thank me with actions, not just words.” She turned to Oliver. “Mr. Quill, get us some food. I want to talk with Esther.” 

At Oliver’s call, a variety of delicious dishes arrived. While Agatha and Esther engaged in their conversation, Jasper and Oliver remained respectfully quiet. 

Esther’s room was a luxurious suite, thanks to Oliver’s efforts. 

As the dishes were placed on the table, Agatha handed a fork and spoon to Esther. “Esther, have something to eat.”