Upon hearing Twinkleâs words, Esther gently kissed her adorable little face, holding her face with both hands.
Twinkle asked in a soft and tender voice, âAunt Esther, why are you so beautiful?â
Dressed up for the evening, Esther exuded an irresistible charm with her face, figure, and posture.
âTwinkle, itâs time for your performance. You need to get ready,â reminded the bodyguard standing nearby.
Reluctantly, Twinkle glanced at Esther and asked, âShould we take another photo together?â
âSure!â
Esther held Twinkle in her arms and instructed Bradley, who was nearby, âBradley, take a photo of me and Twinkle.â
Bradley took out his phone and apathetically snapped a photo of them.
âBye-bye, Aunt Estherâ¦â
The foreign female bodyguard took Twinkle from Estherâs arms, and Twinkle waved her hand at Esther adorably.
Even after the bodyguards took away Twinkle, Esther continued to gaze in the direction she had left.
The warmth of Twinkle seemed to linger in her arms, a familiar and comforting feeling as if embracing her meant embracing the entire world.
âEsther, sheâs not your daughter,â Bradley stated as he observed the motherly glow on Estherâs face, forcing her to confront the harsh reality she wanted to avoid.
âWhat are you trying to say, Bradley?â Estherâs face turned cold, distant, as if she was miles away, despite standing right next to Bradley. They were physically close yet emotionally worlds apart.
âYou think that because I lost two children one after the other, I should go crazy and treat every child as my own?â Bradleyâs voice lowered coldly. âIsnât that the case?â
âBradley, even if I did lose my sanity, itâs all because of you.â
Having said that, Esther walked away on her own and left behind Bradley, whose expression was incomprehensible.
As Bradley watched Estherâs graceful figure, he hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and forcefully pressed her against a dimly lit corridor.
His tall stature acted like a mountain, pinning Esther down, and his eyes held emotions that Esther couldnât decipher.
Esther tilted her head slightly, and her fragrant scent brushed against Bradleyâs jawline like an orchid.
âBradley, this is a public place-â
Before Esther could finish her sentence, Bradley fiercely kissed her lips.
To Bradley, Esther was like a sweet candy he could never grow tired of. She always had an irresistible allure to him.
Estherâs legs weakened, and her delicate hands instinctively grasped Bradleyâs collar.
She had never despised herself more. Despite her extreme disdain for Bradley, she would still lose herself in the depths of affection whenever he kissed her.
âEsther.â
Afraid that continuing the kiss would shatter his self-control, Bradley gently caressed Estherâs lips with his thumb. The lipstick on her lips had been completely kissed away.
There was no trace of makeup on her lips, yet they possessed an enchanting and seductive allure in their natural state.