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.

didn’t want to see Bradley anymore, so she closed

this was her

pride and instructed

“Yes, Mr. Warner.”

while watching it leisurely. The aroma of

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

wouldn’t beg Bradley, the madman,

temptation, Esther silently recalled the books she had read in

learned, she started

drifted into

elegantly, he walked to the crystal coffin. Looking down at Esther, who appeared as peaceful as Sleeping Beauty, he felt

snapped his fingers, and two tall, burly

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