My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 96

“This is the psychological evaluation I’ve done on Ms. Quill just now.”

The psychologist slid a thick stack of information to Bradley.

Bradley took the document and went through it carefully, asking seriously, “What do these answers me

an?”

“Ms. Quill’s psychological state is extremely poor.” The psychologist explained calmly, “In layman’s term

s, she’s like a fragile porcelain doll now. She looks fine and pretty on the outside, but there are cracks e

verywhere. If she’s taken care of carefully, the porcelain doll can stand there perfectly intact. But the sli

ghtest external force will shatter the porcelain doll, never for it to recover again.”

Clark asked in worry, “Then what should we do now? Do we tell her the truth? Or do we act along?”

“From the professional viewpoint of

a psychologist, I suggest that you don’t tell her the truth. With her current capability to accept things, sh

e might possibly resort to something extreme the moment she learns the truth.”

Clark asked with furrowed brows, “Do we go along with her now, then?”

“Follow her perception of her world as closely as possible,‘ the psychologist said frankly. “It would be be

st for her to receive therapy once a week during this period. With your

collaboration, I am confident we can help her achieve a stable psychological state. Doing so will make i

t more difficult for her to resort to extreme measures when she eventually learns the

truth.”

Clark took a glance at Bradley and asked gently, “Mr. Warner, what do you think we should do next?”

“Clark, Grandpa died because of her,” said Bradley.

Once Bradley thought about how Esther had harmed Thomas, who was so fond of her, he could never f

orgive her.

Clark recalled Liliane’s confession in the recording and could not help but explain on behalf of Esther, “

Mr. Warner, you and Esther both experienced the loss of your daughter, Tinkerbell.. If you both keep giv

ing tit for tat, the grudges you hold will never be resolved.”

“Clark, Grandpa died.” Bradley gritted his teeth and repeated viciously, “Grandpa died because of her.”

“Mr. Warner, Tinkerbell died too. To Esther, Tinkerbell died because of you.” Clark was rarely this firm in

front of Bradley. ” Mr. Thomas is important

to you, but Tinkerbell is Esther’s life. No matter how much you hate her and begrudge her, she has give

n birth to your children. The jurisdiction system gave her a five–

year sentence. Are you giving her a life sentence? Or do you want her to repay a life for a life?” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

There was a warning tone in Clark’s words.

Bradley’s fists clenched tightly, causing veins to protrude on his forehead, neck, and the back of his ha

nds.

Maintaining a professional demeanor, the psychologist analyzed the situation. “The pain of losing her d

aughter has dealt

a severe blow to Esther. From her medical history, I can see that her heart stopped in the ICU. While I

don’t know the exact reason it started beating again, I do know that given her

fragile condition, even a seemingly insignificant trigger or thoughtless remark could become the catalys

t for her to contemplate ending her life.”

Clark and Bradley looked at the doctor in unison.

The psychologist said, “There’s only one reason for her to choose death, but she needs countless reas

ons to stay alive.”

“Mr. Warner, if you really don’t want to see her, I can take her to stay elsewhere.” Clark’s eyes were rim

med red. Once he thought that Esther was not the culprit that had taken Thomas ‘ life, then everything

she had been through these five years… had been for nothing.

If that accident had not happened, Thomas would not have missed the best time for treatment. He woul

d still be alive. Esther would then have given birth to Bradley’s

children, and they would not have gone through so much hardship as a family.

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“As long as we find her other daughter, Pixie, she’ll have a reason to keep living. Mr. Warner, I plead wit

h you to forgive her and let her live.”

Bradley’s heart, tough and frozen like ice, eventually cracked. Thoughts of his lost daughter, Tinkerbell,

and the uncertainty surrounding Pixie’s whereabouts flooded his mind. At that moment, as he reflected

on Esther’s role in giving him two daughters, he succumbed to compromise, swayed by Clark’s plea.

“She’s forbidden from stepping into the Warners‘ manor,” said Bradley.