My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

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Chapter 263

Laughter erupted from the man with a severed hand upon hearing Ben’s words, his voice dripping with

sarcasm. “Hahahaha… So, the abominable Shane Hoyer actually has such a naive and ignorant son?

It’s truly the most ironic thing in the world!”

Anger flushed Ben’s face as he fiercely defended his father, his body trembling. “I won’t allow you to

speak about my dad like that!”

How could these people say such things about his father? His father was the best in the world. -a kind-

hearted, upright, and selfless man. His father would never do anything wrong. He wasn’t the person

they described.

“You can’t speak about my dad like that!” Ben’s fists clenched tightly, veins bulging on his temples.

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Esther couldn’t bear to watch the boy in such a state. She turned away, clutching her skirt, and gazed

out at the deep, dangerous sea.

It was because of Shane that her son was in trouble. She and Bradley were attributing to Shane’s son

the consequences of Shane’s actions against her and her child. What was wrong with that? It was only

natural for a child to bear the consequences of their father’s actions. It was fair and just.

The sea breeze tousled Esther’s long hair, its salty scent mingling with her thoughts. Her once dazzling

eyes lacked their former luster. She furrowed her delicate brows, offering incessant prayers to any

deities that might exist.

If there were truly divine beings in this world, she hoped they would show mercy and save her son. Let

all the storms and calamities come for her. She was willing to use her weakened body to protect her

child, ensuring his lifelong peace and happiness.

“Hoyer Jr., you may not know what kind of person your father is, but we know better than anyone…”

The sea breeze chilled the kidnappers, their wrists and ankles bound by tightly fastened plastic zip ties,

the deep marks stained with crimson blood.

The man with the severed hand knew his chances of survival were slim. His hand had been severed

and inadequately treated before being submerged in seawater for so long. Time was running out, so

why should Shane have it any easier? If Shane hadn’t ordered him to kidnap Esther, he wouldn’t be in

such a dire situation.

“You may not believe it now, but your father is probably on his way here. How about you cooperate with

Mr. Warner here and put on a show?”

Ben, wiping away his angry tears, turned to face Bradley standing on the deck. He recognized him.

Bradley, the owner of the Warner Group, had previously donated a building to his school, and Ben had

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presented flowers to him as a student representative. If not for that, he would never have followed

Bradley.

Ben briskly walked toward the handsome man, earnestly explaining, “Mr. Warner, there must be a

misunderstanding. My father is not the kind of person they’re describing.”

As he spoke, Ben took out his phone and opened the photo album, showing Bradley a picture of

himself with Shane. “Mr. Warner, my father is my idol. Look at all the honors he’s received. He wouldn’t

have achieved all these honors if he were really a bad person, right?”

Ben’s phone album was filled with photos of Shane receiving various awards. In every picture, Shane

appeared as a righteous and upright man, far from anyone who would harm Esther repeatedly for the

sake of Liliane.

“Perhaps your father only lets you see his best side.”

Shaking his head, Ben pleaded eagerly, “No, Mr. Warner, my dad is truly a good person.” “Then, let’s

wait.”

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