My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 867

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."

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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."

"Really?" Esther doubted him. She switched to selfie mode on her phone and asked, "How about ordering some foundation online?"

"Vain much? You want to put on makeup?" Logan teased.

Esther clarified, "No, I just want to give myself a sickly appearance."

"Who said being sick 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 unwavering fiance."

Esther was momentarily surprised, then laughed. "You're getting into character so quickly?"

"Let me remind you, the criminals we're dealing with are far more brutal, cold-blooded, and vicious than you can imagine."