My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 44

Liliane still broke the strange atmosphere as she told Felix, "Here, Felix, try the chicken

soup." Liliane fed him some soup, caringly. But the chicken soup had been cooked long ago and had gone a little stale being kept in the thermos. It had a light gamy smell because of that.

As soon as it came close to Felix's lips, he looked like he wanted to throw up.

Bradley asked in worry, "Felix, what's the matter?"

"It smells bad!" Felix covered his nose and mouth with a hand and complained, "I feel like vomiting."

Liliane was rendered speechless.

Bradley took a glance at the chicken soup. It had gone cold, and a layer of yellow fats floated on top of the liquid. As Felix grew up, his meals were prepared according to nutritionist's recipes by professional chefs. It was normal that he found the soup gamy now.

"Then don't drink it," Bradley said softly, rubbing the boy's hair. "What do you feel like having, Felix? I'll ask the chefs at home to make them."

"I'll eat anything the doctor says I can eat."

Felix was incredibly endearing with how well he was behaving.

The doctor walked in just then and saw the chicken soup in Liliane's bowl. He reminded her calmly, Ms. Anstey, Mr. Felix's just had surgery and shouldn't drink such a nourishing tonic. If he's too weak to handle it, it will have the opposite effect."

Liliane quickly put the bowl on the bedside table, replying frantically, "I didn't know. I almost hurt him."

Bradley looked at Liliane's profile and felt something strange. He could not help but think of everything he had seen on the surveillance footage. Esther had threatened Liliane with Felix's life to reveal the truth from five years ago.

Could it be that Liliane was really responsible for his grandfather's accident five years ago?

No... That was impossible.

The chain of evidence had been complete at the time, and all the evidence, including witnesses and physical evidence, proved that Esther had unplugged his grandfather's oxygen mask with her own. hands. Moreover, the lawyer assigned to Esther had also consulted with the experts and proved that there was no sign of the video being edited.

Bradley sneered. Esther must have deliberately wanted to make him suspect Liliane! Her daughter was dead, but she still did not repent and wanted to provoke his relationship with Liliane. Her intentions were sinister, and she deserved to be condemned.

Cole stood outside the operating room, staring at the red light flashing above the door. He occasionally glanced at his phone screen, anxiously wondering how the situation was going on Bradley's side. Cole scrolled to a name on his phone contacts and went ahead to make the call after a moment of hesitation.

"Mr. Searle, how much longer until you arrive?”

Cole was Bradley's special assistant and could not stay outside the operating room this whole time. He did not trust the nurses to take care of Esther, given her situation, so he had to call Jasper and ask him to come and take care of her.

"I'm at the intersection in front of the hospital. I'll be there in three minutes." Jasper asked urgently, "How's she? How's her condition?"

Cole thought about Esther coughing up blood and fainting in the surveillance footage. His tone was heavy. "Not optimistic."

Jasper arrived outside the operating room in less than three minutes, sweating profusely.

The operating room door opened simultaneously, and a doctor in surgical scrubs came out holding a

critical illness notice.

"Which one of you is Esther's family member? Please sign here."

Jasper and Cole read the document's content and exclaimed in unison, "Critical illness notice?"