My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

“At the scene of the car accident?” Esther studied the card, pausing before asking, “Does this card suggest a connection between the people behind the car accident and the incident involving my father?”

Gabriel said in a hushed tone, “I do have such suspicions, but I lack evidence to definitively link these two.”

“I’ll find the evidence.”

Esther focused on the card, the vividly blooming flower of sin fueling anger within her. Flowers of sin like this should vanish from the world forever.

“When you pass the assessment and officially join, you’ll have access to more evidence.”

Esther declared solemnly, “If there’s nothing else, I want to rest now.”

“Alright. I’ll send the time and location details for the assessment to your phone. Make sure not to be late tomorrow.”

“Got it.”

Jacob for a while. With over ten hours of

the late hour, the children

shower, Esther quietly entered Felix’s

didn’t have separate bedrooms like Jacob. They often slept wherever they were playing—sometimes in

Felix opened his eyes when she sat beside him. He gazed at her in the night, his eyes as

guilty, Esther gently touched Felix’s small face,

embrace, holding her tightly. Sniffing the familiar scent that was uniquely his mother’s on Esther, Felix felt

Felix’s hair, coaxing, “Did you have a

head. He lifted his head from Esther’s embrace, looking at her. He hoped Esther would always be happy

his phone, his little fingers proficiently typing

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