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

them to clear the way.

have taken a helicopter if he had

“Understood, Mr. Pendleton.”

to Chadwick’s influence, the intersection cleared quickly. They arrived at the venue on

guided Esther and Mandy to the bridal suite. Mandy removed her veil,

neatly

Mandy offered, “Would

fine,” Esther replied, filling her own

was making her restless, intensifying her anxiety. She found herself gulping down a glass of

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

her solid gold and pearl necklaces until Mandy mentioned

have been easier without all this fuss,” Esther