My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 569

Kevin’s heart pounded wildly as he checked on Esther, her face ghostly white, devoid of any color.

Bradley’s strong arms enveloped her, cradling her as if she were as light as a feather.

Mandy observed Bradley making his exit and quietly suggested, “Brother, we should follow them.”

Chadwick’s eyes turned ominous as he snatched the divorce papers off the table. “Hurry up and get the

divorce finalized!”

The employee at the window nervously responded, “Mr. Pendleton, we need both parties present for

the divorce.”

A cooling-off period was originally in place for marriages, maintained there because Esther and Bradley

already had a court-issued divorce decree. Otherwise, a 30-day cooling-off period would be

mandatory.

“Do it!” Chadwick snapped, directing his fury at the hapless employee. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Mandy offered an apologetic smile to the employee and calmly said, “Brother, the divorce can wait. Our

first priority should be to check on Esther’s condition.”

“What do you mean?” Chadwick asked, his tone icy.

“Esther has fainted. Our immediate concern should be her health. Once she’s stable, we can come

back and finalize the divorce. After all, Bradley is dependent on my liver for his survival.”

“You make a valid point.” Chadwick touched Mandy’s cheek gently, praising her. “We have time on our

hands. Let’s not rush things.”

Chadwick chuckled scornfully. ‘Bradley, how you dare tell me to move? Fine! We shall see how this

unfolds.”

The group reached the hospital, where Kevin swiftly wheeled Esther into the emergency room.

Outside, Bradley was on a bench, clutching a doctor’s collar and growling, “You better save that woman

inside, understand?”

The doctor was baffled, stuttering, “Sir, I don’t know which patient you’re referring to.”

“Her name’s Esther Quill! If anything happens to her, you’re all going down!”

Overhearing Bradley’s volatile outburst, Kevin handed Esther off to the emergency team and stepped

outside to gently pat Bradley’s shoulder.

“Bradley, calm down!”

Bradley’s grip on the doctor’s collar remained firm.

The doctor stood paralyzed, fearing he faced a madman.

Noticing the doctor’s fear, Kevin carefully pried Bradley’s fingers loose and sternly advised, “If you keep

acting like this, no doctor will dare to treat Esther.”

The mere mention of “Esther” appeared to strike a chord in Bradley. He loosened his grip gradually,

locking eyes with Kevin.

With a resigned sigh, Kevin said, “Stay put, Bradley. I’ll go get Dr. Foster.”

While Kevin was a medical doctor, he specialized in neurology. He had originally pursued medicine for

Thomas’ sake, but by the time he had completed his studies, Thomas had already passed away.