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My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

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Chapter 474

“She can be cured.” Agatha rubbed her temples. “But she needs to be in a new environment.” “Esther

could come to Capitus.”

Oliver treated Esther as the child his sister had left behind. Regardless of blood ties, she was part of

the Quill family. He would not give Bradley another opportunity to mistreat Esther.

“I also support Esther’s move to Capitus, but…” Jasper subconsciously thought of Bradley and Felix

and hesitated. “Would Bradley agree?”

Oliver sneered. “Once the court finalizes the divorce, Bradley and Felix will have no relation.

whatsoever. Whether he likes it or not, Esther can live in Capitus.”

Jasper cleared his throat and added, “I hope Esther lives well. In her youth, she was like a little sun,

warming everyone around her…”

Esther had a long, deep slumber, experiencing many strange and fascinating dreams. However, she

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could not recall any of the details after waking up.

“Ms. Quill, you’re awake? Would you like some water?” the female bodyguard asked with concern. “If

you find the sunlight too bright, I can draw the curtains.”

Esther rubbed her sore temples and looked at the sunlight streaming onto the floor. Feeling in good

spirits, she replied, “No need. I like the sun.”

The sunlight was bright and warm in this season.

After freshening up, Esther took her seat at the breakfast table. “Where are Grandma Foster and Uncle

Oliver?”

The bodyguard replied, “Mr. Quill has returned to Capitus. Since Dr. Foster happens to be at the

hospital, other patients came due to her reputation. Dr. Foster is currently participating in a charitable

clinic in the garden.”

“Has my son awakened yet?”

The bodyguard replied, “Not yet, Ms. Quill. Dr. Foster mentioned that if you woke up, you

could assist her.”

“Of course.”

Esther prepared herself and accompanied the bodyguard to Agatha’s location.

Given her age and professional stature, Agatha was akin to a superlative figure in the medical field.

Despite her private visit, her reputation continued to draw numerous patients.

Agatha understood why these individuals knew her schedule. After thinking, she told the hospital to

share her free clinic on social media.

But “charitable clinic” didn’t mean totally free. Although the sign-up fee was removed due to Agatha’s

respected professional status, the other expenses were still high. Making an appointment with her

wasn’t easy.

“Esther, please take a seat beside me and take notes on the medical cases.”

Initially, the hospital chose a young doctor to assist Agatha. But Agatha quickly swapped him for

Esther, as she preferred her handwriting. When Esther arrived, Agatha reassigned the young man to

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the clinic’s frontline.

Agatha had taught Esther during their time in prison. Although it had been years since Esther last used

medical knowledge, she naturally grabbed a paper and pen as if it were second nature. “Dr. Foster,

greetings. Is it possible for me to return to my former appearance?”

Liliane had overheard medical staff talking about Agatha’s charity clinic. Curious, she had searched for

“Agatha Foster” online.

She didn’t waste time and immediately wrapped her head in a scarf and set off. Many people wanted

Agatha’s help, so Liliane patiently waited for her turn, which took a while to come.

“Please remove your scarf so I can assess the situation,” Agatha said.

When Liliane revealed her face, the nearby kids were so surprised by her scars that they started crying.

Other patients whispered to each other and looked at Liliane with sympathy.

As a doctor, Agatha had seen worse cases. Unaffected, she carefully examined Liliane’s scars.” Your

looks can be fixed with surgery…”

Tears filled Liliane’s eyes. She held Agatha’s hand tightly and said, “Dr. Foster, if you do the surgery, I’ll

pay you! Would one million be enough? Or ten million?”