My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Logan, Agatha, and Esther arrived at Capitus International Airport. To heighten the authenticity of their plan, Esther had been in a wheelchair since disembarking the plane.

“Grandma Agatha, don’t you think I look too healthy?” Esther questioned, glancing at herself on her phone.

Even without makeup, her complexion was radiant, far from that of a sick person.

“We’ll take you to the hospital right away,” Agatha said, reaching out to touch Esther’s face with an indulgent look. “Once we’re there, I’ll take care of the rest.”

“Okay.”

At the hospital.

Agatha managed everything on the medical front.

Half an hour later, Esther found herself on a hospital bed, engrossed in her phone. “Logan, do you think this is okay?”

Logan replied gently, “Looks good.”

Esther doubted him. She switched to selfie mode on her phone

want to put

clarified, “No, I just want to give myself a sickly

has to look a certain way?” Logan stood across from Esther, his warm gaze on her

surprised, then laughed. “You’re getting into

remind you, the criminals we’re dealing with are far more brutal, cold-blooded, and vicious than

criminals to be good people.

“But your identity—”

interjected, “What about

other side be wary of

explained, “I understand your point, but those people in

Esther didn’t understand. She wouldn’t interact with someone like Logan if she were in their shoes. It was only

to see respectable women go astray. Certain

the implied meaning. She looked at Logan with confusion and asked, “But