Chapter 119
In the small and cramped fitting room, the atmosphere grew heavy and stagnant as Esther revealed her wounded back. The lights illuminated her figure, accentuating her thinness, which only added to the heart-wrenching sight.
Bradley looked at the wounds on Esther's back, and his breathing became heavy and intense. He reached out and grabbed the collar of her shirt.
Esther took the opportunity to reach out and hug his waist, resting her head against his chest.
"The woman in the video isn't me," Esther said in a low and hoarse voice. "She really isn't me."
Bradley stiffened and spoke calmly with a hoarse voice. "I know it's not you."
"Then..." Esther lifted her tear-filled eyes and asked softly, her voice distant like fluttering snow, "Let's not fight or get a divorce, okay?"
Bradley lowered his head slightly, his gaze falling on the hair swirl on top of Esther's head. Esther's breath was light and shallow against his chest.
"Okay."
Esther was exhilarated upon hearing that. "Reall

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