My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Bradley endured excruciating heartache as he slowly ascended from the desolate basement to the living room.

The moment Mandy heard Bradley’s footsteps, she leaped up, her face filled with joy. “Bradley!”

Bradley briefly glanced at the servant and instructed, “Bring food to the basement.”

“Yes, sir.”

Mandy offered, “Bradley, how about I take the food to Ms. Quill?”

Amusement flickered in Bradley’s eyes as he considered Mandy’s request. She nervously awaited his response.

“Sure,” he said.

Taking the tray from the servant, Mandy cautiously headed to the basement. Despite the illumination accompanying each step, an eerie sense of foreboding weighed on her as though a fearsome beast lurked in the shadows.

the basement, her gaze filled with pity as she approached

the sumptuous meal on the tray, Mandy couldn’t help but wonder if Esther would have any appetite while confined in the coffin. In her shoes,

embarrassment on her face. She hastily adjusted her attire and tied her hair with a somewhat careless hairband. “How are things

“My father and brother are

Jolene?”

moment of reflection, Mandy replied, “Jolene is carrying

is the situation,’ Esther

why there was a stark contrast between Jolene’s portrayal of Chadwick and her own impression of him. Jolene’s words had been truthful, but Chadwick hadn’t initially taken

Eat and rest well,” Mandy

couldn’t afford to falter. Even with Bradley’s disdain, she had

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to the dining room, Bradley had already seated himself,

smile. “Bradley, I assume you don’t keep idle people

bad, you’re