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.

her gaze filled with pity as she approached the crystal coffin. “Ms. Quill,

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

adjusted her attire and tied her hair with a somewhat careless hairband. “How

and brother are likely

about Jolene?”

“Jolene is carrying Chadwick’s child. It appears Chadwick killed

is the situation,’ Esther

Jolene’s portrayal of Chadwick and her own impression of him. Jolene’s words had been truthful, but Chadwick hadn’t initially taken her in out of kindness. No wonder he had been pressuring

hope. Eat and rest well,”

she had to remain resilient. She still had

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to the dining room, Bradley had already seated himself, eating. He glanced at her coldly. “Mandy, you display quite

I assume you don’t keep idle people

you’re observant,” he