My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)
Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Covering his eyes with his little hands, Felix secretly peeked at Bradley. When he saw Bradley leaning toward Esther to kiss her, a mischievous smile appeared on his adorable little face.

"Daddy, can I open my eyes now?" Felix's sweet voice instantly brought Bradley back to reality from his fantasy. He looked at Esther, who was so close to him, and stood up as if he had been

shocked.

He extended his fingers to gently rub his brows, and his thin lips curved into a faint indifferent line. What was he doing just now? He almost kissed that wicked woman Esther. Bradley felt tight in his chest due to his momentary lapse of reason.

He reached into the small refrigerator in the ward and took out a bottle of water. After drinking a whole bottle in one breath, the restlessness and uneasiness in his heart gradually subsided.

Felix, who was sitting on the hospital bed, had not heard Bradley's voice for a long time, so he let go of his little hands, looked at Bradley with a puzzled expression, and asked, "Daddy, are you sick? Bradley waved a hand. His gaze was elusive, deliberately ignoring Esther on the hospital bed.

"Felix, I'll go out for a moment. You stay here and behave," Bradley said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Felix nodded excitedly. He would obediently stay with his mother and would definitely wake her up.

"Brad, you and Felix are here..."

When Bradley pushed open the door of the ward, Liliane stood outside with a smile in her eyes. She was wearing a lavender dress and carrying a limited edition Birkin bag. "Liliane," greeted Bradley.

Liliane took a step forward and reached out to hold Bradley's arm, taking the opportunity to enter sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

the ward.

When Liliane's gaze fell on Felix sitting on the hospital bed, a glint of anger flashed through her. almond eyes.

Felix was indeed not her own child. What an ingrate!

She had raised him for so many years, putting in all her effort, yet he was sitting in Esther's

embrace.

Suppressing her anger and resentment, Liliane smiled at Bradley. "Brad, please have a seat."

Bradley sat on the chair, his ears burning, while Liliane took out a tablet from her bag and handed it to him. “Brad, take a look. These are the wedding plans designed by the wedding company. There are castle weddings, island weddings, and even snowy mountain weddings. Which one do you like?"

When Felix heard Liliane mentioning weddings, his little face instantly drooped, and he looked worriedly at Esther.

'Mommy! If you don't wake up soon, Daddy will marry a bad woman!'

Liliane presented the wedding plans given by the wedding company to Bradley, but he only glanced at them casually and replied indifferently, "It's a small matter. You decide."

Liliane pouted slightly and said in a coquettish tone, "Brad, this is our wedding. I hope we can plan it out together. That way, when we're old, we can revisit these beautiful memories through photo albums and videos."

"Daddy, we can't have a wedding on a snowy mountain!" Being exceptionally clever, Felix remembered Clark's instructions that they must not reveal flaws.

He climbed down from the hospital bed and approached Bradley, looking at the contents on the tablet. "If we have a wedding on a snowy mountain, Mommy won't be able to wear a beautiful wedding dress!" Liliane's expression softened upon hearing Felix's words. She reached out and touched Felix's small face, pinching it forcefully and playfully asking. "Then, would you like to have a wedding on a snowy mountain when you grow up?"

"I'm still young. I can't get married." Felix's eyes were bright as he held a hand over his face that Liliane was pinching, angrily saying, "Mommy, you're pinching my face again!"

Of course, Liliane did it on purpose. Over the years, she had intentionally pinched Felix many times, and the service staff dared not say anything even when they saw it.

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