My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 293

Two hours later, the maids entered the room, carrying delicious freshly prepared dishes. The bedroom was filled with a lingering scent reminiscent of the earlier activities, along with a faint, elusive hint of blood.

At a round table, Bradley sat gracefully, attending to his work. His exceptionally handsome features carried an indescribable sense of elegance and laziness.

The young maids placed the food on the table, their eyes filled with envy and excitement after stealing a glance at Bradley. One of them ventured to ask, “Mr. Warner, do you have any other orders?”

Bradley remained aloof, exuding inherent arrogance and pride as he curtly replied, “Leave.”

The maids silently exited the room, though one of them couldn’t help but feel a surge jealousy upon noticing suggestive marks on Esther’s body.

of

the maid’s

her hungry. She knew Bradley’s personality well- he always got what he wanted. If she continued her hunger strike, he would resort to administering

eyes, she was merely a valuable tool for bearing children, with little regard for

up and

without paying him much attention, and headed to the bathroom. The sound of

a chair, picking up the food in front of her in silence. With just one bite, she recognized the chef’s signature

support

If he were still alive,

hair,”

wore a black silk robe, and the wetness of her hair had dampened it, clinging to

on her neck. He felt uncomfortable, so he looked

your hair!” he