My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 893

The Esther on the big screen differed starkly from Bradley's memory of her.

Jasper glanced indifferently at Bradley. "As you look at her in the photos, do you still believe she's Esther?"

The Esther on the large screen was vibrant and radiant like the sun, too bright to directly behold.

Bradley gazed at the Esther on stage, standing beside Logan, a perfect and captivating match.

"What are you trying to say?"

Jasper arched his brow. "Do you still remember how Esther looked in her final moments?"

In Bradley's mind flashed the involuntary image of Esther imprisoned in that crystal coffin.

"When she lay in the coffin, being pushed into the incinerator, I told myself, 'Jasper, you're such a coward. You loved her, yet you couldn't even protect her from harm.'"

Bradley frowned in displeasure.

Jasper continued. "If there's a chance for a fresh start in life, I would've confessed to her before she fell for you."

Bradley's gaze remained fixed on Esther on stage. Jasper's words seemed to hold some kind of hint for him.

"Unfortunately, there are no second chances in this world. The deceased won't come back, and the hurt you caused her won't heal with time. You lost a woman who loved you, and I lost the one I loved."

The emcee followed the program, revealing Esther's background to everyone present.