My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Jasper found Bradley’s arrogance and self-assured demeanor remarkably ironic. “Can you lock her up for life? Do you believe that by keeping her captive, she’ll fall in love with you again?”

Bradley’s grip tightened slightly.

Jasper displayed no fear but instead continued to provoke, “Bradley, if you have the courage, end me today. If not, I’ll persist! Someday, I’ll find her whereabouts.”

Bradley hadn’t anticipated Jasper daring to taunt him like this in person. He clutched Jasper’s collar even tighter.

Jasper remained unfazed, only escalating the provocation.

Mandy interjected, coldly reminding him while placing her hand on Bradley’s arm, “Bradley, surveillance cameras cover this place. If you harm Mr. Searle, you won’t escape unscathed either.”

Bradley instantly released his grip. “Jasper, I’m warning you for the last time. Esther is my wife.”

focused on Bradley’s now snow-dusted shoes and grinned eerily. “She

your wife. She belongs to herself the right to shape her own life. She has the freedom to

pitiful you are? You have no friends, no loved ones, no family, and

Jasper turned and strolled

watched Jasper’s retreating figure, feeling a pang of envy. There was indeed a man in this world

the cold. “Bradley, it’s chilly

hair instantly melted.

of coffee. “Bradley, please make

sofa, seemingly indifferent to the seals on

approached, still sobbing. “Mandy,

coming on. “Mom, learn if you don’t know. Our days will only get tougher. You

there, resembling a child who had erred and didn’t