My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 311

Liam shook his head and answered softly, “No, it won’t.”

He had so many fans. How could he be responsible for the actions of each fan?

Besides, it was the fan’s own decision to throw the bottle at Esther. It had nothing to do with him. He

had not instructed the fan to do such a thing, but… he darkly thought to himself that he wished the

bottle had hit Esther right in the face.

A heartless woman like Esther deserved to be disfigured. Once she was disfigured, she would

experience the pain that Liliane had suffered.

“Enjoy the concert.”

Liliane put away her phone and watched the symphony orchestra on stage attentively. However, she

could not help but think about the nurse who had attacked Esther.

She had accidentally discovered that the extreme nurse was a fan of Liam. Because Liam treated her

well, that fan had deliberately made things difficult for her too.

Liliane understood what was going through that fan’s mind. She was probably what they called a

girlfriend fan, someone who liked Liam and treated him like he was her husband. Fans like her had a

strong guard and hostility toward any woman who was around Liam.

Liliane had instigated her with just a few words to attack Esther. Unfortunately, Esther was lucky

enough to have Bradley protecting her and was not harmed in the slightest. The incident did not even All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

have any effect on Esther. After all, she was there to watch the concert with Bradley.

Liliane put a hand over her chest and took a deep breath, focusing her attention on the music.

Everything would work out in the end. She still had the mysterious person secretly helping her.

Despite this, endless jealousy surged in Liliane’s eyes, especially when she saw the intimacy between

Esther and Bradley. She could not wait to destroy them. Esther could forget about getting what she

could not have and what she could not obtain.

Anna had given Esther excellent seats. Esther could clearly see Twinkle on stage from where she sat.

The girl was tiny as she sat before the piano, her fingers dancing on the black and white keys, and

melodious piano music flowed like running water. Her small body seemed to contain endless energy.

Although Esther did not understand the music world very well, she knew that Twinkle must have put in

a lot of effort to achieve the level of playing displayed. It was through day after day of tedious training

that made her who she was today.

As the song ended, Esther was moved to tears.

Twinkle, who was about to change her clothes, made a playful face at Esther on stage. She radiated

the innocence and cuteness unique to her age.

Subconsciously, Esther wanted to get her phone from her purse. She wanted to see photos of

Tinkerbell and Pixie.

She searched for her phone for some time before suddenly recalling that Bradley had confiscated it. At

that moment, she was filled with fear and worry. She had very little time spent with Tinkerbell and had

not even taken a photo with her. She was afraid that she would forget what Tinkerbell looked like one

day.

Esther lowered her head and looked at her fingers, lost in thought. She suddenly recalled the scene of

her holding Tinkerbell to the crematorium.

Twinkle was just a child and did not have enough stamina to play for the entire performance. She had

only a few pieces to perform, but every time she appeared on stage, she would receive a warm

response from the audience.

After the performance, Esther originally wanted to go backstage to see Twinkle, but Bradley pulled her

away after just a few steps.

“Bradley, let me go!”