My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 666

If Esther didn't return on time, the children would get worried.

Bradley scoffed. "Esther, did you ever consider Felix when you agreed to marry Chadwick?"

Esther's smile turned bitter, her voice distant. "If it weren't for you, would I have been forced to marry him?"

Bradley snorted. "So?"

"If it weren't for me, you'd be dead now!" she cried.

Why couldn't Bradley see that her actions were for his sake? She just hoped he would survive.

"Well, then I should thank you for putting this noose around my neck personally!" he quipped.

Esther's heart turned to ashes as she thought of how meticulously Bradley had treated Mandy and realized she had given birth to his children yet received none of his affection.

She didn't want to see Bradley anymore, so she closed her eyes and lay down.

Maybe this was her fate.

Seeing Esther ignore him, Bradley noticed her pride and instructed his servant, "Get lunch ready."

"Yes, Mr. Warner."

Bradley picked a movie and enjoyed his meal while watching it leisurely. The aroma of food filled the air, wafting through the cracks in the coffin, reaching Esther's nose.

Esther's stomach growled loudly at the wrong time. She quickly covered it and mentally reassured herself, 'I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry.'