My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 77

Just as Bradley’s lips were about to touch the corner of Esther’s lips, he took a few steps back as if

awakening from a dream. He looked deeply at Esther and sarcastically said, “Esther, you don’t think I’m

about to kiss you, do you?”

Esther lay motionless on the hospital bed, offering no response. Bradley felt an inexplicable sense. of

frustration and annoyance welling up within him.

He held a hand over his heart, which felt like it was being pricked by needles, and stared at Esther,

warning once again, “Esther, this is your last chance. If you don’t wake up by sunrise tomorrow, I’l kill

your daughter and then personally strangle you to atone for my grandfather.”

After saying that, Bradley walked out of the ward with determined steps, resolute and unattached.

“Mr. Warner,” said the caregiver.

Bradley looked coldly at the caregiver and said in a deep voice, “Is this how you perform your duties as

a caregiver?”

The caregiver was confused.

Had he not asked her to leave?

After leaving the caregiver confused with his words, Bradley took out his phone and instinctively

called Cole.

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A cold, mechanical voice responded on the other end of the phone.

Bradley stood in the bustling corridor. His tall figure seemed to be shrouded in boundless loneliness.

“Mr. Warner?”

Bradley looked at the man standing in front of him. It was the doctor who had examined Esther’s

heart earlier.

“Are you looking for me?” asked the doctor.

Bradley raised his head and saw the nameplate on the corridor wall. He responded indifferently,”

Yes.”

“Please come in.”

The cardiac surgeon led Bradley back to his office, where medals, certificates, and plaques were

displayed, all proving his exceptional medical skills.

“Mr. Warner, if you’ve come to see me because of the heart examination for Ms. Quill, I can explain

further.”

The cardiac surgeon was quite anxious after coming out of Esther’s ward. He feared that his

momentary negligence would cost him his current job.

The cardiac surgeon was currently employed in a private hospital owned by the Warner Group. He

had previously looked down on private hospitals until he started working here and realized the

conveniences they offered him.

Moreover, the patients in this hospital were either wealthy or influential. He no longer had to deal with

regular patients who could not afford medical treatments, and his income had significantly increased.

Even if he had research projects, as long as he applied to the company, they would not hesitate to

provide financial support.