My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 852

Clark laughed heartily. "Compared to being in a coma, I'm doing pretty well now."

Clark would be a lifelong comatose patient had luck not sided with him. Agatha's intervention had spared him that fate. It wasn't the fear of being in a coma that bothered him—it was the worry that his wife and children would feel guilty and blame themselves if it happened.

"I'm sorry I'm only coming to see you now," Bradley said.

Clark had essentially witnessed Bradley grow up and held a deep affection for him. Noticing the dark circles under Bradley's eyes, Clark asked with concern, "And you? Haven't you moved on from the shadow of Esther's death?"

Bradley sat in silence for a while.

Daphne placed tea and fruits in front of Bradley before returning to the kitchen to busy herself.

"Clark, back then..."

Few knew about Bradley's secret room. Bradley was well aware that Kevin would never have discovered it without Clark's guidance.

"You're wondering why I revealed the location of the secret room to Kevin, aren't you?" Clark knew Bradley might think he would stand by his side forever. "Do you know Esther's true identity?"

Bradley shook his head.

Clark guessed no one had told Bradley about Esther's true identity. Perhaps, for many people, Esther was dead. The secret had dissipated with her death.

"Esther's biological father was an undercover DEA agent. After many years of infiltration, he finally found evidence against a criminal group, and it was wiped out.