My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Cole was a bit confused, and he was uncertain how credible Joan’s words were, given her current
condition.
Joan pointed to the necks of Tink erbell and Pixie in the photo and gestured to her own neck, her eyes clear and her expression
gentle as she said, “The children you sent, they had birthmarks here. They
don’t have them.”
“The children I sent had birthmarks?” he asked.
“They do,” Joan whispered. “Every child sent to the welfare home is carefully examined from head to toe because it could serve
as proof for them to reunite with their biological parents in the future.”
Upon hearing Joan’s words, Cole quickly retrieved his phone and opened the cloud album. He often replaced his phones, not
because of poor phone quality but due to work reasons.
It was because he had too much work to handle every day, and the phone memory would quickly fill up. He could not delete the
work-related content as he might need to find some information that he could directly access on the old phone. Of course, this
included chat records, received files, and
photos.
With ease, Cole quickly found the photo from five years ago when he took the twins out of prison that he showed to Bradley.
The photo depicted two infants wrapped in pink blankets, just entering this world with their eyes closed. The two were snuggled
close together, completely unaware of the difficulties they would face in the future. He downloaded the photo from the cloud
album, enlarged it carefully, and zoomed in.
After zooming in to a certain degree, he could faintly discern a deep red birthmark on the babies’ necks. The birthmarks on the
two infants were identical, in the same position but in opposite
directions. Upon closer inspection, the birthmarks looked like a symbol of love in the shape of a heart when they were put
together.
Cole occasionally flipped through other photos of the babies and gradually noticed something wrong. It was the appearance of
the babies when Joan was present. Their appearance was completely different from when Camila was around. Even the

birthmarks had disappeared. What was going on? Could birthmarks suddenly disappear?
Cole raised his astonished gaze and looked at Joan, who had been helped back to the desk by the staff. He opened his mouth,
wanting to ask for the truth, but he did not know how to ask.
The staff gestured for Cole to come out and said in the corridor, “Madam Johnston’s condition fluctuates. Sometimes, she
doesn’t recognize her children, even when they come. I saw she recognized you just now. If you have time in the future, please
visit her more often.”
“I will. Thank you for taking care of her,” replied Cole.
Since Joan retired, Cole’s contact with her had become less frequent. They had heard her children had taken her abroad, so
they could only greet her through text messages. They did not know that Joan, who was said to be living a comfortable life
overseas, was now alone in a sanatorium.
Cole’s mind was buzzing as he left the sanatorium. He sat in the car and carefully examined the photos of Pixie and Tink erbell
from infancy to the present. In particular, there was a three-month period when he could not go to Sunflower Welfare due to
work.
When he went there again, Pixie and Tink erbell were already able to walk unsteadily. At that time, he was somewhat surprised
by how much the children had grown in just three months. Could it be that the children had been switched during that time?
Cole held his phone, unable to find an answer for the time being. He drove away from the sanatorium. As his car approached an
intersection, he caught a glimpse of a man hurriedly walking with an envelope. Suddenly, he remembered the DNA paternity test
in his car’s password-protected box.