My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

For a moment, Esther’s heart seemed to stop.

“Why not keep acting, Esther? It’s your forte, isn’t it?” Bradley’s words hit Esther hard, affecting her head and her heart.

“Your acting skills are incredible. You could even compete for an Oscar as the Best Actress. It will be a waste if you don’t.”

Faced with Bradley’s mockery and taunts, Esther stayed silent and merely watched him, waiting to see what crazier actions he might take.

“You knew you’d have an allergic reaction, yet you ate something that would trigger it. Did you think I’d have a change of heart when you were in distress? Did you believe you had a chance of being saved?”

A trace of mockery appeared in Esther’s beautiful eyes as she replied, “Mr. Warner, why would I entertain such a delusion?”

Hope would be a luxury with a heartless man like him.

“Delusion?” Bradley walked up to Esther, looking down at her with a condescending smile. “Think I used the wrong words?”

with malice. “Seems I’ve

face

“Shut up!” Bradley demanded.

laughed so hard it hurt her stomach. She looked at Bradley, who appeared somewhat

pushed her into the abyss, yet he had the audacity to claim he had been too

“Esther!”

tears away and sat up on the bed, fearlessly approaching She asked indifferently, “Mr. Warner, if

still striking but with

“Esther!”

“Yes?” Esther responded indifferently.

against the cold wall. Her back collided with a framed painting on the wall. The

please and make me happy,

at Bradley’s face, so close

“With your acting skills…”