My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Mandy hesitated and said, “I didn’t see anything tonight. Can I go to sleep now?”

“Get lost!” Bradley curtly replied.

Mandy remained unfazed by Bradley’s anger. Lately, she had been immersed in novels about power struggles, where female protagonists sought revenge and rose to power, fueled by the feminist wave.

She contemplated the idea of manipulating Bradley into marrying her and then orchestrating his downfall, eventually taking control of the Warner Group.

Although she had received help from X, she was determined not to be indebted to anyone, even her benefactor.

Mandy considered that sharing her plan with X might gain their support, making her a valuable ally and allowing her to leverage Bradley.

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a fragile porcelain doll. He gently carried her back to the bedroom and placed her on the large bed. The hives on her body were

sleeping. Countless memories of

that moment, Bradley felt he had lost that

traced Esther’s eyebrows, realizing the affection he hadn’t

her skin, Esther’s heart raced with anxiety. To her, that touch was as unsettling as

the serpent’s attention. Any movement might provoke an attack and silence

brows to the bridge

clutched the bedsheets, her heart