My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Oliver and Agatha stood outside the ICU. Oliver didn’t immediately doubt what Agatha had just revealed in front of Bradley.

“Oliver, you might be wondering if this is true,” Agatha said, her gaze fixed on Esther, who had narrowly escaped death. She took a deep breath, her eyes showing pain, and said, “I wish I could say that what I just mentioned was just a scare tactic to frighten Bradley, but… all of it is true.”

Oliver’s expression darkened. He took a seat across from Agatha and confessed, “I blame myself for not protecting Esther. I…”

“It’s not your fault.” Agatha understood that even though there was evidence against the Pendletons, the timing was crucial. When Bradley kidnapped Esther, everyone in the Quills had been preoccupied and couldn’t look after her.

“It’s Esther’s destiny.”

Every person had their own destiny. This was Esther’s destiny. Or perhaps it was her choice.

“Dr. Foster, I entrust Esther to you,” Oliver said helplessly. “I didn’t know who Esther’s father was.”

raised an eyebrow and asked in surprise, “Didn’t you all

slightly and admitted with a pained voice, “In my memory, my sister was never married and

had a child, but you

continued cautiously. “Dr. Foster, please help me and Esther with a

moment, Agatha couldn’t help but ask, “Have you

Oliver handed a photo to

man in the photo and

ICU. “While dealing with the Pendletons’ issues, Richard confessed to the biggest drug trafficking case he’d ever handled. An undercover DEA agent was involved, and the man in the photo is that

piqued. “What’s his connection to

showing Faye

“What does this mean?”

“This man’s family of three was killed in a fire that