My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 916 Logan shook his head, took a deep breath, and said, "There's no time for the surgery. My grandaunt said she wants to give it one last shot." Kevin asked in surprise, "Will it work?" "I don't know." Jasper reassured, "I trust Dr. Foster.

She'll definitely be able to heal her." Kevin, who knew nothing about the situation, sat on the bench and sighed.

"Fate has been so unfair to these two sisters. Their parents had done great work, yet why can't they have what they want?" Jasper silently patted Kevin's shoulder.

Kevin's eyes reddened as he thought of I the suffering Esther had endured. He choked. "With everything, fate is truly unfair." In the operating room.

Esther lay quietly beneath the bright surgical light, weakly staring at the glaring brightness and feeling an indescribable coldness and loneliness.

In a daze, she seemed to see a tall figure approaching her murderously. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

She struggled to open her eyes wider to see the person's face.

Back then.

I IIKid, is this your Uncle Nightingale's house?" The towering figure squatted down slowly, angrily gnashing their teeth while patting the boy's head.

The boy nodded. "Yes." The man swiftly made a phone call, summoning several vans that promptly crashed into the villa. The black tires ruthlessly crushed the delicate garden flowers while pink balloons ascended into the sky.

A group of men in clown masks emerged from the vans, wielding machetes and unleashing chaos within the villa.

Before her, an intense and gruesome scene unfolded.

"Esther, run." "Esther, don't be afraid." pie "Sweetheart." A raging fire engulfed everything before her eyes.

The boy approached her and softly said, "Don't be scared." In that instant... Esther saw the boy's face clearly—a face she dreaded.

"Bradley..." Esther gritted the name with hatred.

Agatha, who heard Esther's murmur, walked over and held Esther's hand.

"Esther, what's wrong?" Esther grasped Agatha's hand, her expression desperate and pained as she

exclaimed, "Grandma Agatha, I I remember!" I "What do you remember?" Agatha asked, her voice carrying a subtle hint of panic.

'Could it be? Has Esther broken free from my hypnosis so quickly?' Agatha wondered.

"Grandma Agatha, I remember!" Agatha nervously asked again, "What do you remember?" "I remember who he is." Esther remembered who had brought the group to kill her parents. It was Bradley—he had led those traffickers to destroy her family!