My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

“It’s 26 dollars,” said the wife.

Bradley had an excellent memory. He had seen the menu and knew the dishes she had served amounted to 30 dollars.

“Isn’t it 30 dollars?”

“The beer is on the house for you.”

“No need.”

Bradley paid the original price.

Just a few steps away, his stomach started feeling uncomfortable. Suddenly, everything went black, and he collapsed.

The stall owners abandoned their cooking and rushed to him. One called 911, while the other supported Bradley.

Soon, an ambulance took Bradley to the hospital. After an examination, the doctor learned that Bradley had a bad stomach, aggravated by beer and stimulating food tonight.

Even though Bradley had his phone, it couldn’t be unlocked, so the stall owners had to pay for his medical expenses.

Only after the doctor took over Bradley’s care did the stall owners leave the hospital.

his eyes, looking at the bright light above. The events just before he had lost consciousness

asked. “Do you feel

the IV needle from his arm and

condition is serious.

asked the nurse sharply,

of the barbecue stall who brought you here already took care of

the couple, running a late-night barbecue stall, could make so little yet helped pay his medical bills—this kindness from strangers made him feel both warmed

me. I’m at the hospital. Come and pick

–

Dylan arrived at

and directed Dylan, “I’ll guide

“Okay.”

arrived across

see

Dylan nodded. “Yes.”

numbers. Tomorrow, buy a shop

“Alright,” Dylan replied.

on that street had never expected