My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 137

Bradley looked at Esther, who had become sensitive and emotional due to her worry, and said firmly, “Stop overthinking.”

“It’s not a dream since you say it’s not. I trust you!” Esther wiped away her tears and broke into a smile, then quickly changed the subject, feeling a bit uneasy. “What do you feel like eating tonight? How about ravioli?”

“It’s too much work!” Even though Bradley had never personally made ravioli, he knew it was quite a hassle.

“It’s not,” Esther said joyfully, her eyes brimming with happiness. “Seeing you all finish the meals I prepare gives me a great sense of accomplishment.”

Esther tidied up her hair and walked while speaking warmly. “I can make three types of fillings…”

Bradley grabbed Esther and reminded her, “You need to change your shirt.”

wardrobe and selected a

white fabric revealed a hint of her slender waist, peeking out between the T-shirt and her black skirt. Her waist resembled a graceful willow branch, swaying gently in the

a bit too

explained seriously, “It’s not short.

watched as Esther walked toward

out a bag of flour from the cupboard and poured

She then placed the dough in a glass bowl and covered it with a damp cloth to

should I do?” asked Bradley.

Bradley, which she had

fillings: spinach and ricotta, meat and cheese, and creamy shrimp. How

the dignified CEO of the Warner Group, had never done

but ask, “Oh, there’s something