My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)
Chapter 80

Chapter 80

A trace of ferocity flickered in Bradley's deep eyes.

Jasper was dressed in a high-end tailored white suit and stood at the door of the hospital ward with a cold face as he questioned icily, "Bradley, from the moment you signed the divorce papers, you no longer have the right to say 'I don't allow it"."

"Jasper Searle!" Instead of backing down when he heard Jasper's words, Bradley took a step. forward and sneered. "Let me remind you that I haven't completed the divorce procedures with. Esther. Legally speaking, I'm still her husband. She's lost her capacity to act now, and I'm her only guardian."

"Hah!" Jasper casually plucked out a red rose and a white rose from the vase. There was a glint of mockery that flashed in his bright eyes. "Bradley, red rose or white rose? Pick one."

Bradley's expression was aloof, and he parted his thin lips slightly to taunt, "Just remember one thing, Jasper. Unless I don't want it myself, anyone who tries to take away what's mine will fail." Jasper snapped the flowers off their stalks in his hands and rubbed them, turning them into a cold and gorgeous color..

"The doctor said that in the case of someone like Esther, taking her to a famillar environment might give her a glimmer of hope in life. The longer we wait, the more unlikely it is for her to wake up." Jasper raised an eyebrow and coldly asked, "Bradley, are you sure you want to stop me from waking her up?"

Bradley indifferently replied, "Esther's my wife. Keep that in mind."

Jasper shrugged indifferently. Like taking a casual stroll, he walked up to Esther and slowly squatted down. He gently placed the flower petals in her palm.

"Esther, if life could start over, you must never fall in love with him again." Jasper challengingly glanced at Bradley, who showed no emotions like a sculpture, and said, "He's not worthy."

After Jasper finished speaking, he stood up slowly and told Bradley, "I heard that your special assistant, Cole, was caught in an accident?"

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Jasper hummed disdainfully. He said with a hint of arrogance, "If you need my help, I can help you find him... After all, compared to a boss like you who lacks any sense of humanity, Cole's so much. more likable."

Jasper glanced at the caregiver and instructed, "Take good care of her. Take her to the balcony for some sun every day. I'll give you a bonus for how well you take care of her."

The caregiver was silent. Was there such a good thing? Her salary was not low, and with the additional bonus from Jasper, she could be considered quite well-off!

"Get lost!" Bradley exclaimed fiercely.

Jasper whistled like a thug and deliberately congratulated Bradley, "I heard that you and Liliane will be getting married soon. Congratulations in advance on your wedding, Mr. Warner!" He did not care about Bradley's chilling and frightening expression after speaking. He waved his hand and left the room.

Bradley glanced at Esther, who was in the wheelchair. His eyes were gloomy as he sternly

questioned the caregiver, "Who allowed you to dress her in this dress?"

Jasper wore a white suit, while Esther wore a white dress. Jasper's tie and the ribbon at the end of Esther's hair had the same pattern.

Their attire seemed like a couple's outfit.

The caregiver was at a loss and whispered, "These are the clothes Mr. Searle brought over."

"Take it off!" ordered Bradley.

The caregiver hurriedly said, "Mr. Warner, Ms. Quill has no other clothes."

"Get out!" Bradley glared at the caregiver.

With possessiveness burning strongly within him, he picked up Esther from the wheelchair, threw her onto the hospital bed, and roughly tore the dress off her.

The moment the dress was torn apart, Bradley saw countless scars of different shapes peppered over Esther's snowy skin.

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