My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Everyone had choices, but Esther had none. She had to trust Bradley’s promise. At least seeing Felix would ease her longing for her child.

“Thank you, sir,” Esther said, taking a deep breath to calm her restlessness. “If you don’t need anything else, may I clear the dishes?”

Bradley didn’t respond, simply rising and heading upstairs.

With her head down, Esther respectfully watched Bradley leave before tackling the dining room and kitchen. She worried he might check for cleanliness, so she wore kitchen gloves and meticulously cleaned, even disassembling the range hood.

She finally caught her breath once she finished in the kitchen and dining room. However, the living room phone rang.

Esther hesitated but answered. “Hello?”

“Can you transfer the call to Mr. Warner?”

“Of course, please hold.”

wondered

it’s Ms. Pendleton on

master

from

Bradley, freshly showered, impatiently

mother and I have nowhere to go,” Mandy said, her voice teary. “We can’t even stay

being blacklisted, preventing them from hotels, flights, or

nothing productive, failing to pack valuable items to sell. That money could have secured an

“I’ll pick you up.”

relieved.

Seeing Esther outside, he commanded

“Understood.”