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.

up in the hospital amidst the scent of disinfectant. He opened his eyes, looking at the bright light above. The events just before he had lost consciousness

asked. “Do you

the IV needle from

is serious. You

the nurse sharply, “Where

stall who brought you here already took care of your medical

stall, could make so little yet helped pay his medical bills—this kindness

assistant. “Dylan, it’s me. I’m at

–

Dylan arrived at the hospital in his

in and directed Dylan, “I’ll

“Okay.”

arrived across from the barbecue

see

Dylan nodded. “Yes.”

their names and phone numbers. Tomorrow, buy a shop nearby

“Alright,” Dylan replied.

stall on that street had never expected that their simple act would lead