My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Bradley loosened his grip on Kevin’s collar and took a seat on a bench across from the operating room. He sat still as a statue.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky, casting its eerie glow on Bradley’s somber face through the window.

Kevin stayed motionless. Despite the room’s warmth, an icy chill seemed to seep into his bones.

After what felt like an eternity, Jasper, soaked from head to toe, rushed down the corridor. He went straight to Kevin, panting heavily, and asked, “How is she?”

“They’ve declared her condition critical.”

Jasper staggered, steadying himself against the wall. “So serious?”

Kevin’s voice trembled as he replied, “When she arrived, she looked no different from a lifeless body. Jasper, whether she survives this is left to fate.”

Jasper muttered in disbelief, “How could this happen?”

Kevin fell silent.

no intention of asking Kevin why Jasper was

at Bradley and calmly asked, “Warner,

voice hoarse. “Jasper, let’s not discuss this now. I’m going in to check on

“Very well.”

himself, Kevin entered the operating room. The doctors inside

“Dr. Slade.”

“Dr. Slade.”

“Dr. Slade.”

Bradley, fearing that Bradley’s behavior might create psychological pressure on the doctors. He worried it could make them

situation?”

severity of

one of the doctors stated. “This patient has endured brutal abuse. Her body is covered in bruises, there are bite marks in multiple places, and

is infected, she suffered a traumatic head injury, and the blood loss