My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)
Chapter 877

The name "Esther Quill" resounded in Bradley's ears like a thunderclap, instantly jolting him awake and intensifying his alertness.

"Who did you say Logan is getting engaged to?"

Although Dylan had recently joined Bradley's team, he had conducted some pre-research. Familiar with Bradley and Esther's history, he anticipated Bradley's reaction to this call. Nevertheless, he responded in a somber tone, "Ms. Esther Quill?"

"Someone with the exact same name as my wife Esther Quill? Or is it her?"

Bradley had never accepted that Esther was dead. Dylan's words sparked a glimmer of hope within him.

It was akin to a flower blossoming from the ruins, the hope Bradley had yearned for.

"Mr. Warner, based on my investigation, Logan and his fiancee are currently in the hospital. I couldn't find more detailed information about his fiancee, so I won't be able to provide any updates quickly. Please give me half a day. I'll go and investigate—"

"No need," Bradley refused. "Which hospital are they in?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Dylan shared the hospital name and room number. Bradley hung up with a resounding click and promptly took the elevator. He hailed a cab, rushing to the hospital in an anxious frenzy.

Throughout the journey, Bradley's heart pounded rapidly. Whether it was a coincidence or the same name, he wanted to confirm it himself!

Esther's ward was a VIP room, tightly secured. Kevin could access Esther's room directly due to having a friend with an internal card for VIP access.

However, Bradley lacked such an ID card, preventing him from even pressing the elevator buttons. He abandoned the elevator and climbed the stairs to the sixth floor. Exiting the stairwell, he faced another glass door.

A camera above it noticed Bradley, an unrecognized face in the system. The nurse inside asked, "Sir, do you need something?"

Bradley domineeringly looked at the nurse through the glass.

"I'm Bradley Warner, and I want to see Esther Quill in Room 606."

The nurse replied, "Sorry, Mr. Warner, it's not visiting hours now. If you want to see someone, please contact them first. Once we receive permission, we'll provide you with a temporary access code." "I need to see Esther right now. Don't you understand?"

Bradley's gaze was intimidating, and his tone forceful, making the nurse uncomfortable.

Checking the time, the nurse said, "Mr. Warner, all the patients here are currently resting. Please don't disturb them. Please leave now. If you're not willing to leave, I'll have to call security." Bradley took a deep breath, suppressing the inexplicable restlessness and frustration. He took out his phone, displaying Esther's wedding photo.

"Is this the person in Room 606?"

Bradley pressed the phone screen against the glass. The nurse widened her eyes instinctively upon seeing Esther on the phone screen.

"I'm not sure."

A wave of joy engulfed Bradley. He was convinced that the person in Room 606 was Esther. If not, the nurse would have outright denied it.

Was Esther alive? Could it be true?

He always knew Esther was crafty and cunning. She should still be alive.

Wait! Who was the charred corpse at the cliff if Esther was alive?

Bradley took a deep breath. His intuition told him that all this might be a play orchestrated by Kevin, Jasper, Oliver, and the others.

How significant he must be to make so many people act because of him!

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