My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

The car stopped under Jolene’s apartment building. When the door opened, Bradley roughly threw Esther and her groceries out.

Esther found herself on the ground, watching apples and oranges rolling in every direction. She then looked back at Bradley in the car.

Bradley’s silhouette remained in the darkness. Esther couldn’t see his face, but he felt like a ruthless demon from hell. He stayed put, but it seemed like he held her life in his hands.

The car door slammed shut loudly, and it drove away. Esther bent down to collect the scattered items, putting them back in the bags.

The apartment’s concierge rushed over to help. “Madam, let me assist you.”

Esther softly replied, “Thank you.”

They entered the elevator, and Esther fixed her hair using the elevator’s light reflection.

The concierge rang the doorbell smoothly, and an impatient voice came from inside. “Who’s there?”

Esther croaked, “It’s me.”

door opened, and Esther entered, groceries in tow. Jolene followed like a curious sister,

have to buy these. I don’t cook,”

said gently, “You’re pregnant. Eating takeout all the time isn’t good for

being so nice to me?

to Chadwick was part of

in prison. I didn’t have proper nutrition, and the

the kitchen, blending

the same clothes from the night before, Jolene asked softly, “Would you like to shower and

“Is that okay?”

replied gently,

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