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.”

Bradley’s now snow-dusted shoes

herself the right

have

final mocking statement, Jasper turned and strolled away into

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

shivered from the cold. “Bradley,

the indoor heating so high that the snow on his hair instantly

poured him a cup of coffee. “Bradley, please

sofa, seemingly

moment, Liora approached, still

a headache coming on. “Mom, learn if you don’t

a child who had erred and didn’t know