My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 533

Bradley’s words pierced Esther’s heart like a blade, causing a profound pain that felt like a thousand

arrows striking her at

once.

She reached up and used both hands to cup Bradley’s handsome face, locking her gaze with his

intense eyes.

“Brad, it’s yours… It’s yours,” she repeated, her voice trembling with emotion. “Bradley, I’m carrying

your child.”

Bradley’s grip on Esther’s chin relaxed, but his eyes probed hers, searching for the truth. The intensity

of his gaze made Esther involuntarily let out a soft moan.

“You’re pregnant?” Bradley’s voice was cold, disbelief and doubt filling his eyes.

Esther nodded, her eyes wide and sincere.

“I don’t believe you,” Bradley sneered and smiled mockingly, his thumb and forefinger cruelly pinching

Esther’s chin.” Esther, you’ve always been crafty, spinning lies and deception. You’d even feign

amnesia to manipulate me. How can I trust something as important as a pregnancy coming from you?”

With those words, Bradley kissed her forcefully, ignoring her protests. His kiss felt like raindrops gently

caressing peach blossoms in a spring breeze. Initially resistant, the blossoms gradually yielded to the

rain’s embrace, turning passionate and enchanting.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through Esther’s abdomen, spreading throughout her body. She gasped in

alarm and clutched Bradley’s collar with her pale hand. Her words broke into desperate fragments, like

a fish gasping for air. “Brad, take me… Take me to the hospital now.”

Her abdomen twisted in agonizing spasms, and Esther drew in a sharp breath, the pain so intense it Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

left her breathless. “Stop pretending, Esther!” Bradley snarled. He covered her mouth and fiercely bit

her delicate earlobe.

“No!

“Don’t!

“Please!

“Brad, our child….

“Save the child…”

Esther’s body contorted in pain. Tears overflowed from her eyes as she cried and pleaded, only to be

silenced by Bradley’s unyielding hand.

Bradley’s emotions grew tangled at the thought that if he hadn’t arrived in time, Esther might have been

with another man. He felt like a lone wolf racing through the wild, consumed by the urge to make

Esther his own.

Her body, heart, bones, and blood-her everything had to be his!

His jealousy overwhelmed his reason.

His eyes burned crimson, like a hungry wolf claiming its hard-won prey. He longed to have her all to

himself. Memories of events five years ago eluded Bradley, as he savored once again the ecstasy he

had experienced then. The mere memory of Esther’s lifeless state when he had confined her in the villa

made his blood boil.

Esther’s body dripped with cold sweat, her delicate face now as pale as a sheet.

The agony made Esther grip Bradley’s skin tightly. She hoped it would make Bradley realize how

urgently she needed help and get her to the hospital in time. Maybe, if they reached the hospital

soon….