My Husband Wants Me Dead (Esther and Bradley) novel Chapter 874

Bradley meandered through the streets of Capitus without a clear destination until a captivating scent reached him—a fusion of various spices blending harmoniously. Intrigued, he approached a barbecue stall and settled into a plastic chair.

The stall owner observed Bradley, noting his discreet wealth despite the absence of logo-covered attire.

"Dear, we've got a customer," the stall owner announced.

The stall owner's wife promptly removed her plastic gloves, retrieving paper and a pen from her apron. She handed Bradley a laminated menu with a warm smile.

"Sir, this is our menu. Take a look at what you'd like to eat."

Bradley's upbringing seldom exposed him to this kind of food. He might not have taken a seat if the roadside barbecue stall hadn't appeared clean and hygienic.

"I'm alone. Just serve me what you see fit."

"Do you have any dietary restrictions?" she asked.

"None."

With a basket for picking, the wife selected various skewers from a nearby freezer and put them on a plate. After the stall owner grilled the skewers, she then arranged them on a plate for Bradley.

Bradley paused. "What's this?"

"Salted peanuts and salted edamame. Want a beer?" she offered.

"Sure."

She promptly fetched a bottle of beer.