My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 922 Logan's call snapped Esther out of her chaotic thoughts. She looked at him as she asked, "What's the situation now?" "To everyone else, your transplant surgery didn't happen. Instead, we've used the most traditional holistic methods to treat you. Soon, you'll recover to a normal state." Esther couldn't help but feel immensely relieved. She asked in a low voice, "Can I do what I want then?" "Such as?" Logan asked.

A glint of iciness flashed in Esther's eyes. ""An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." She remembered how Bradley treated

her sister. This time, she would repay every bit of his actions. She wanted genuine remorse and redemption from Bradley toward her sister. She aimed to strip him of everything he had in this world. She wanted him to have nothing left...

While Esther spoke, the thunderous roar of a helicopter echoed overhead.

Logan furrowed his brow and stepped out to see the helicopter hovering above.

With his excellent vision, he spotted Bradley sitting in it. Bradley remained strikingly handsome, but to Logan, this version of Bradley seemed repugnant.

"Logan, who is it?" she asked.

"Bradley," Logan replied.

"Why won't he just go away?" When Logan saw that Esther was going to get out of bed, he said, "Esther, your current persona is of someone recovering from a serious illness. Lie back down. I'll handle him." "But..." Esther wanted to confront Bradley once she thought of her childhood memories. She wanted to ask why he did it. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Esther, remember, the perfect disguise is when you deceive even yourself. Never let your guard down regardless of when it is." Logan walked out of the room with swift steps.

There was no space for the helicopter to land, and the closest landing pad was a ten-minute walk away.

Bradley opened the cabin door and leaped out. The parachute blossomed in the sky, gracefully descending like a radiant flower.

Bradley was skilled and landed perfectly in the courtyard without disturbing anything. He swiftly released the safety buckle, then strode toward Logan, who stood on the steps, with a menacing aura.

"Logan, where have you hidden Esther?" Logan stood with his hands behind his back, his handsome face frosty. He looked at the uninvited Bradley and asked, "Do you enjoy such a flashy entrance, Warner?" "I'll ask you one more time. Where have you hidden Esther?"

"Don't you think you're paying a little too much attention to my I fiancee?" I Bradley laughed, walking up to Logan brazenly. "Logan, let me remind you— she's not your fiancée. She's my wife." Esther was his wife, his only wife.

Anyone who dared to touch his wife would face dire consequences!