Female Novel
Chapter 1
“She’s Mr. Bradley’s wife, whom he personally sent into prison for five years?” “Mr. Thomas was sonice to her, yet she removed his oxygen mask back then. What a venomous woman she is…” “I wonderif Mr. Thomas regretted giving 1/3 of his shares to her in his last moment!?” “What do you expect froma homewrecker’s daughter? The Warners helped her, and she bit the hand that fed her. I really don’tknow how she has the cheek to attend Mr. Thomas’ funeral!” It was cold in spring, but Esther Quill, whohad just come out of prison, appeared at the funeral of Thomas Warner, the Warners’ patriarch, in justa sleeveless dress. Bouquets of flowers were thrown at the thin and frail woman. Even then, shewalked toward the coffin in determination. ‘Grandpa Thomas, I’m here to send you off…’
Before Esther could go to Thomas’ coffin, Bradley Warner’s flawless face appeared before her.“Bradley,” she could not help but murmur. “Esther Quill, who allowed you out of prison? “Who allowedyou here!?” Fury colored Bradley’s face. Esther shook in fear and turned pale. “I… I… want to send offGrandpa Thomas personally.” Bradley smirked cruelly and scoffed. “You think you’re in a position to doit?” Esther took a deep breath and fell to her knees in front of all the mourners to beg Bradley. “Please,let me send Grandpa Thomas one last time.” Bradley was brimming with iciness as he gnashed histeeth. His beautiful eyes were now glaring murderously. Before everyone could react to it, he grabbedEsther by her hair and dragged her out of the funeral without a care for her struggle and the mourners’whispers. This was his grandfather’s funeral. He forbade this heinous woman from tainting hisgrandfather’s way to the light. The icy floor was piercingly cold. Esther’s delicate skin was immediatelyrubbed red by the uneven surface. Bradley opened the car door and violently threw her to the back ofthe limited-edition Rolls-Royce Phantom. Like a bloodthirsty wolf, he pounced at her with burning killingintent. “Esther Quill…”
He choked her neck with one hand and tore her dress off with the other. “Bradley Warner, this isGrandpa Thomas’ funeral. What are you doing?” Esther had never seen Bradley like this. She was bothafraid and anxious as she struggled to get up. Bradley suddenly swooped down and bit her shoulderblade upon seeing how much she struggled. The coppery scent of blood filled his mouth, and he feltnovelbin
nauseated. He let a cold sneer, his eyes impassive and mocking. “Esther Quill, you wanted a child withme, right? I’ll give it to you!” Bradley pulled and yanked her dress…