My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Bradley’s unexpected remark took Esther aback. Suddenly, she erupted into scornful laughter dripping with sarcasm. Tears streamed down her face as she gazed at Bradley’s savage expression, which was uncomfortably close.

“Bradley, can a wedding night still be ‘consummated’ like this?” she quipped.

Bradley detected the mockery in Esther’s words. He firmly grasped her jaw and pronounced each word deliberately. “Then, allow me to fulfill the groom’s duties on behalf of Mr. Pendleton!”

The mere thought of Esther marrying Chadwick haunted Bradley. It stirred tumultuous emotions within him.

Bradley would never permit other men to lay hands on the women he had once possessed, even if he eventually discarded them. In the case of defiant women like Esther, he intended to make her face the consequences of “betraying” him through his actions.

“Bradley—”

to finish speaking and forcefully pulled off her

part of a larger plan, it had

jewelry was solid gold. Esther’s entire outfit was worth a small fortune,

discarded each piece of her clothing like garbage, tearing them away one by one

be. She lay in

reaction, Bradley suddenly sat up in the crystal coffin. “Esther, if you plan I’ll make you

torn bridal dress

‘Daughters?’ he thought.

Esther thought. He pulled out his phone and called a number.

but she snatched the phone and

the crystal coffin’s wall. The coffin was so cold it made