Female Novel
Chapter 472
Chapter 472
Today, a single needle from Agatha jolted Bradley awake to the harsh reality of his past actions againstEsther. He abruptly realized the pain he had caused her over the years. The children she had foughtfiercely to bring into the world, he had heartlessly taken them away.novelbin
How had Esther endured those dark times?
Tormented and unable to express his distress, Bradley found himself on a hospital garden bench,sweat covering his forehead.
“Mr. Warner, do you need a doctor?” a concerned bodyguard asked.
Bradley weakly waved his hand, signaling that he didn’t need medical help. If Esther could endure herstruggles, so could he. He didn’t require a doctor.
With her arm around Esther’s shoulder, Agatha walked toward the hospital building. As Esther went upthe steps, she glanced back at Bradley on the bench. “Grandma Foster, what did you do to him?”
Agatha sneered coldly. “Just a needle prick to awaken his conscience. I don’t kill people. He won’t die.”
The needle she used wouldn’t kill Bradley but make him feel the agony he had never known before.Maybe after experiencing such torment, he would understand true suffering. Hopefully, Bradley wouldwake up and stop bothering Esther.
“Grandma Foster, thank you.”
Agatha snorted. “Thank me with actions, not just words.” She turned to Oliver. “Mr. Quill, get us somefood. I want to talk with Esther.”
At Oliver’s call, a variety of delicious dishes arrived. While Agatha and Esther engaged in theirconversation, Jasper and Oliver remained respectfully quiet.
Esther’s room was a luxurious suite, thanks to Oliver’s efforts.
As the dishes were placed on the table, Agatha handed a fork and spoon to Esther. “Esther, havesomething to eat.”
Esther shook her head, speaking softly. “Grandma Foster, I’m not hungry.”
Agatha pushed the utensils toward Esther. “You aren’t hungry? Do you think you only eat when youwant to? Eating is to ensure that your body has enough energy for your daily life. Eat.”
Esther silently took them and began to eat. The luxurious dishes tasted like wax to her, but she stillmechanically ate. She could not allow herself to falter. She needed to maintain her health to care forFelix effectively and continue her search for her daughter.
Esther tackled her meal with hearty bites as though the nourishment before her was not food but ratherhope itself. Only by being healthy could she hope to find them.