My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

“Mr. Pendleton,” Esther said, her voice filled with fury.

Had she made a mistake trusting Jolene’s words about Chadwick? Could he really be this cold, lacking empathy for others’ misfortune?

Would Chadwick go to such lengths to save Jolene, who was desperate? Or did he have hidden motives from the start?

Was that why he had reacted so strongly when he found out Jolene was pregnant?

Chadwick removed Esther’s veil and taunted her, “Already playing the dutiful wife, trying to control me?”

“Mr. Pendleton, you don’t have to pity the accident, but—”

“Pity? Why should I?” he icily interrupted her. “The world is full of suffering. If I pitied everyone, would it ever end? Enough of this nonsense. Let’s not ruin my happy day!”

Esther took a deep breath, suppressing her anger.

impatiently tapped the car

way. It’s my

taken a helicopter if he had known

“Understood, Mr. Pendleton.”

to Chadwick’s influence, the intersection cleared quickly.

Mandy to the bridal suite. Mandy removed her veil, gasping, “I can’t breathe in

veil neatly

herself some water, Mandy offered, “Would

replied,

her restless, intensifying her anxiety. She found herself gulping down a glass of lemon water without realizing

it beside Esther’s. She asked, “Is your neck hurting

weight of her solid

wedding would have been easier without all this fuss,”