My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 935 Bradley's dangerous tone made Mandy feel involuntary nervousness. She maintained composure and explained, "I'm not playing games with you.

Matters of the heart have no fixed templates. I can't make any promises." Bradley glanced at her, and that was enough to put her in discomfort as if she was choking.

"If I follow your instructions throughout, what are the chances of me winning Esther back?" Mandy, cautious not to be overconfident, conservatively replied, "I'd estimate at least 50%." Bradley's penetrating gaze fixed on

Mandy. He tried to detect any trace of deceit on her face, but she showed no signs of evasion. She sat quietly in front of him, allowing him to scrutinize her.

"Alright, I'll do as you've said." Mandy let out a barely noticeable relieved breath and replied, "Okay." "Devise a plan first." Mandy's tone softened at Bradley's dominance. She knew better than anyone that the Bradley standing before her was a potentially unpredictable emotional wreck. She couldn't fight him, especially since getting close to Bradley was X's task.

She had to comply.

"Alright." Mandy stood up eagerly and

said, "Bradley, I'll take my leave now.

I'll send the plan to your email later." Bradley snorted.

Once Mandy left, Bradley turned to Dylan. "Make some arrangements." Dylan asked in surprise, "What arrangements, Mr. Warner?" "Your current tasks." Bradley's smirk was unfathomable. "You'll personally head overseas to investigate Esther's twin sister!" "Yes, Mr. Warner," Dylan replied.

The spacious living room was now empty.

Bradley sat on the couch, his mind filled with images of Esther before and

after her incident.

Before the incident, Esther was as gentle as a harmless little creature. But now, she resembled a cunning fox as if she might dig a pit for him at any moment, and he'd fall into it unknowingly.

Moreover, Esther's tiny red mole and the scars on her body had all disappeared.

Despite their many differences, despite Bradley witnessing Esther being pushed into the incinerator, he still hoped that Esther might be alive.

He had been certain she was alive, but he was uncertain, watching her recent behavior.

Bradley took out his phone and looked at the wallpaper displaying Esther's

radiant smile, her face filled with happiness. An uncontrollable ache surged within his heart.

If only time could turn back, he'd sacrifice everything for this smile of hers.

The Esther that Bradley longed for couldn't help but pinch her nose.

"What's wrong?" Logan asked Esther with concern.

Feeling she was about to sneeze, Esther said clearly, "Probably someone talking behind my back. I feel like sneezing right now."