My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

[Congratulations on becoming Mrs. Warner!]
[Mrs. Warner, aren’t you celebrating?]
Liliane’s dream came true, and she was happy about it, so she generously put up some lucky money for grabs in the group chat.
The socialites and heiresses who managed to snag some lucky money responded obsequiously.
[Congratulations! Congratulations!]
[Mrs. Bradley, don’t forget to send me the wedding invitation!]
[How could you be forgotten? Just remember to bring along a nice gift to celebrate Mrs. Bradley.]
Amidst the heaps of congratulatory messages, someone still stepped up to rain on the parade.
[Liliane, I heard that Esther caused a scene in the hospital lobby and demanded a DNA paternity test with Mr. Warner! You need
to be careful.]
After staring at the text message on the screen and thinking for a moment, Liliane typed a response leisurely.
[Her child died, and she may not be able to accept it for now. She’s actually very pitiful. Let’s not discuss this topic. Go ahead
chatting. The nurse’s asking for me!]
Liliane may have typed that she had to go but lurked in the group chat.
[Esther’s child died? She deserves it, right? Forget that she cheated on Mr. Bradley. She harmed Mr. Thomas, who doted on her.
This is karma!]
[If you ask me, it’s good that the child died. Got to pick a decent mother before the child goes into the next life. Don’t pick a
vicious woman like Esther as the mother anymore.]
[Go on about Esther if you want. What wrong did the child do? It’s not like the child can choose who
the mother is.]
Liliane watched the heated discussion on her screen and logged out of her account to log back in with

her alternate account.
She easily tapped for the lucky money and sent a congratulatory message to herself before she sent some money to the group
chat and typed an insincere message.
[I’m not currently in the country and won’t be able to go to the funeral in person. If anyone’s going to the funeral parlor, can you
please help me send some flowers?]
Her message was met with enthusiastic responses from the wealthy heiresses and socialites.
[Yes, let’s go see Esther!]
[We must tell her the great news of Liliane’s upcoming wedding!]
[Who’s joining?]
[Count me in!]
Liliane was satisfied with how things were going in the chat group and logged out of her alternate account. She casually opened
the lid of her thermos and sipped the delicious chicken soup. The ingredients were all top-notch, but she was unsure if the little
fellow, Felix, would survive after drinking it.
There was nothing in this world one could not do as long as one had the money.
Jasper was willing to spend, so it took only half an hour for the staff from both the funeral parlor and flower shop to set up a
princess-themed funeral for Tinkerbell.
The flowers used at the funeral were colorful. The theme was a romantic princess style that matched Tinkerbell’s princess dress.
Walking into the carefully decorated funeral hall did not feel like a funeral at all. Instead, it felt like stumbling into a garden by
accident.
The funeral hall was beautifully decorated with pink baby’s breath arranged in the shape of stars, hanging down from the ceiling
in a beautiful, intricate manner. Pink roses were arranged into a beautiful pink castle, while white roses formed the railing.