My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Esther savored the tasty, nourishing soup while observing the children happily chatting. It brought her a sudden sense of inner peace. Surviving a car accident with only minor injuries made her feel incredibly fortunate.

After finishing her soup, she took a shower and changed her clothes. The presence of the children filled the house with lively chatter, uplifting the atmosphere.

Esther’s mood improved gradually in this cheerful ambiance. She decided to call Gabriel and dialed his number.

“Grandpa Gabriel, where are you now? Are you okay?” she asked.

Gabriel responded cheerfully. “Esther, I’m perfectly fine. Just take care of yourself and the children.”

“Grandpa Gabriel, are you alright?”

“No worries, I’m an old man. If there were any issues, I’d look for Agatha. Don’t think too much. Take good care of the kids!” he said,

take care

“I know, you too.”

“X” was targeting. What if it were him? If that were the case, Esther would be innocent in this

driver had not accepted any payment, and there was no evidence of payments to

it really just a coincidence? Gabriel couldn’t believe

apart from other fonts. What did it imply? The poppy flowers on

car window, a sense of melancholy washing over

he would

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Bradley returned to Warner Manor

had undergone many improvements. The garden was meticulously pruned, and the

and studied his appearance. “Bradley, you don’t look too well.