My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 766

Bradley picked up his razor and began to shave his stubble.

Suddenly, he halted and casually tossed the razor into the trash bin.

Upon inspecting his reflection in the mirror, he discovered an unexplained cut on his otherwise flawless © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

skin, with a thread of blood seeping from it.

Did he love Esther? Had Kevin lost his mind due to excessive reading?

It was inconceivable that Bradley had fallen in love with Esther!

He turned his attention back to the concealed room housing the crystal coffin.

Esther had already awakened inside the crystal coffin. Unlike her initial panic upon first finding herself

trapped within it, she now felt certain that Bradley was responsible as she opened her eyes and saw

the crystal confines.

"You're awake?" Bradley asked.

Esther heard Bradley's voice and slowly turned to look at him.

"Kevin made a joke earlier." Bradley didn't anticipate a response from Esther as he nonchalantly

stroked the coffin's lid. He asked, "Interested in hearing the joke?"

Esther merely gazed at Bradley without uttering a word or displaying any reaction.

Observing Esther's composed demeanor, Bradley was overcome by an indescribable emotion.

He pushed a button, and the crystal coffin's lid lifted.

Esther stayed in the same position, her hands gently folded over her abdomen. She made no attempt

to sit up or escape as she knew it was futile.

"Kevin claimed that I love you," Bradley sarcastically remarked. "Don't you find it amusing?"

"You don't love me." Esther remained collected, speaking slowly and deliberately. "You're possessive.

To you, I'm not a person. I'm an object to satisfy your physical desires. I'm no different from an

inflatable doll."

Hearing Esther's words, Bradley reached into the coffin and gently twirled a lock of her hair. As the hair

wrapped around his finger, he was reminded of how they had tied their hair together before their

wedding night.

Their wedding planner had mentioned a tribe's tradition of binding their love forever. If binding their hair

together was meant to ensure their love, why had they divorced?

"Not bad. You understand your role quite well," Bradley remarked.

Esther responded with a forced smile, a standard one showing her teeth, and replied like a robot,

"Thank you for your compliment."

Bradley furrowed his brow as he observed Esther's dispassionate demeanor. He continued to taunt her,

"Since you're so clear about your role, you should also know what you need to do now."

Esther slowly rose from the crystal coffin, and as she did, Bradley finally noticed that her once vibrant

eyes had lost their luster.