My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 883

Bradley released his grip on Kevin's shirt collar, a determined madness flashing in his eyes. "When did you find out about her?"

Kevin placed the flowers and supplements on the chair opposite the elevator, slowly sitting down. He faced the staggering Bradley and calmly explained, "A bit earlier than you did."

"Did she contact you? Did she ask you not to tell me? What else did she ask of you?" Bradley asked.

Hearing Bradley's questions, Kevin snickered. "Bradley, she's not the Esther we know."

"No, she is," Bradley insisted, unwavering.

He knew Esther's acting was impeccable, unmatched by anyone. Once, she deceived him, and he fell for it.

Back then, she didn't have as much support. With many backing her now, what couldn't she do?

"Bradley, suit yourself. Believe what you want." Kevin pressed the doorbell at the glass door.

A nurse approached, and Kevin handed everything he had brought to her. "Please pass these to the ones who just left."

"Okay."

After that, Kevin turned and entered the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were closing, Bradley forcefully entered, his icy gaze fixed on Kevin. "How did you know she's here?"

Kevin knew Bradley's nature—so dominant that everything had to revolve around him.

"Bradley, let's find a quiet place to talk."

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Half an hour later, Kevin and Bradley sat in a hotel suite.

Kevin tossed a bunch of medical records to Bradley. "My former classmate in this hospital discovered Esther and notified me."