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.”

him. She switched to selfie mode on her phone and asked, “How about

much? You want to put on makeup?”

just want to give

has to look a certain way?” Logan stood across from Esther, his warm gaze on her face. He spoke earnestly. “Even sick people can face life positively. Moreover, you have me as your

laughed.

the criminals we’re dealing with are far more

good

“But your identity—”

interjected, “What about my

other side be wary of you

but those people

she were in their shoes. It was only logical not to put

see fallen women reform,” Logan explained. “And some men like to see respectable women go

or less grasped the implied meaning. She looked at Logan with confusion and asked, “But you know that I’m pretending.