My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

“Esther’s father, just like yours, was a DEA agent. She wanted to help you,” Jasper mentioned, catching Jolene’s attention.

Jolene’s voice turned hoarse as she muttered, “Her father was also…”

Jasper scoffed. “Why else would she bother about you? Do you think she’s got nothing better to do? Maybe you’ve spent too much time with that scumbag Chadwick to the point where you’ve lost all sense of normal human emotions!”

Jolene hesitated and explained, “Mr. Warner took her away.”

Jasper’s restraint snapped, and he slapped Jolene. “I’ve always thought that men who hit women are scumbags. But you’re not a woman—you’re a b*tch!

“Do you not know Esther’s relationship with Bradley? And you sent Esther to him?! Your actions are no different from murdering her with your own hands!”

Jolene held her slapped cheek, trying to explain herself, “Mr. Warner said he could help me get revenge.”

“Your revenge is something you should handle yourself. Why involve Esther’s life in it?” Jasper barked.

frustration, pointed his finger at Jolene, and said after a pause, “You better pray that nothing

the motel room

got in touch with

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Manor had regained its vibrancy, with the

Manor, they found Bradley sipping red wine in

where is Esther?” Kevin

and I have divorced. Her whereabouts

voice turned icy.

replied. His handsome face sported a mocking expression as he watched the

Jolene, but Bradley refused to admit it, and they lacked the authority to search the residence.

“If you insist on believing Esther is here, you’re welcome to search now. If you find her, take her with you.

more, but Jasper pulled him aside, his tone cold.

Kevin protested, “But—”