My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 314

Unfortunately, in Bradley’s eyes, all of Esther’s words seemed like desperate and feeble arguments.

Esther turned away coldly and hurried to the parking lot.

Bradley looked deeply at Esther’s back, feeling a sense of unease, especially when he saw her

obediently getting into the car. It felt as if Esther’s current docile and submissive behavior was just an

act.

As soon as Bradley got into the car, he reached out and held Esther’s hand. “Esther, Pixie will be back

with us soon.”

Esther sneered, raising an eyebrow. “Should I thank you for finally showing a hint of fatherly love, Mr.

Warner? Or should I thank you for remembering our missing daughter out of mercy?

“Esther, must you speak to me sarcastically?” Bradley’s voice held a tinge of anger.

Esther scoffed and nonchalantly looked at Bradley before mocking him, “You took away my freedom

and still expect me to please you? Bradley, I’m not that easily swayed.”

Bradley pressed the button to raise the partition between the front and back seats of the car. He

grabbed Esther’s chin, forcing her to look into his eyes and listen to him. “You’re not easily. swayed, but

you’re arrogant. Looks like I’ll have to break that…”

Bradley angrily kissed Esther’s lips. For some reason, he seemed to lose control of his

emotions whenever he faced Esther. A single glance, movement, or word from Esther could shatter his

self-control, something he prided himself on.

Like a famished wolf, he hungrily devoured Esther like the most exquisite meal. He had restrained

himself for too long! From the moment Esther appeared in her dress, he had

desired this.

Now, his wish was finally granted.

30 minutes later.

Esther’s neatly pinned-up hair became undone, and her expensive handcrafted dress was tattered.

Red marks were left on her fair skin from Bradley’s loss of control. She looked at Bradley, still dressed

impeccably, and sarcastically asked, “Mr. Warner, do you still want to continue?”

Bradley appeared satiated, having tasted the long-desired delicacy. He glanced at Esther and spoke in

a deep voice. “Esther, what are you implying with your words? Hmm?”

Esther snickered as she took off her torn tights and carelessly tossed them aside, rolling them

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Esther closer, subtly checking her dress. Confirming that it was beyond repair, he took off his own coat

and gently draped it over her shoulders.

“Esther, according to my grandfather’s will, the Warner Group must be inherited by our child,

so…”

There was a faint scent of cedarwood from Bradley’s suit, which enveloped Esther.

“So, I must have a child with you, is that it?” Esther leisurely wrapped her arms around the coat and

asked, “Otherwise, you’ll imprison me forever, won’t you?”