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.

intention of asking Kevin

at Bradley and calmly asked, “Warner, are

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

“Very well.”

thoroughly disinfecting himself, Kevin entered the operating room. The doctors inside appeared grim

“Dr. Slade.”

“Dr. Slade.”

“Dr. Slade.”

Bradley, fearing that Bradley’s behavior might create psychological

situation?” he

Kevin swiftly understood the severity of her condition, which

the doctors stated. “This patient has endured brutal abuse. Her

donation wound is infected, she suffered a traumatic head