My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

If Esther didn’t return on time, the children would get worried.

Bradley scoffed. “Esther, did you ever consider Felix when you agreed to marry Chadwick?”

Esther’s smile turned bitter, her voice distant. “If it weren’t for you, would I have been forced to marry him?”

Bradley snorted. “So?”

“If it weren’t for me, you’d be dead now!” she cried.

Why couldn’t Bradley see that her actions were for his sake? She just hoped he would survive.

“Well, then I should thank you for putting this noose around my neck personally!” he quipped.

Esther’s heart turned to ashes as she thought of how meticulously Bradley had treated Mandy and realized she had given birth to his children yet received none of his affection.

so she closed her eyes

this was her

ignore him, Bradley noticed her pride and instructed his servant,

“Yes, Mr. Warner.”

and enjoyed his meal while watching it leisurely. The aroma of food filled the air, wafting through the cracks in the coffin,

the wrong time. She quickly covered it and mentally reassured herself, ‘I’m not hungry, I’m not hungry, I’m

wasn’t hungry. She wouldn’t beg Bradley, the

silently recalled the books she had read in

learned, she started to

she drifted into a deep

Looking down at Esther, who

fingers, and two tall, burly men moved

took a step and entered the carefully crafted crystal coffin. His presence cast a shadow over Esther, like a dark cloud covering all