My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

“Who is he?” Bradley asked.

Esther gazed into Bradley’s crimson eyes and mockingly asked, “Mr. Warner, aren’t you really that clever? Can you guess who he is?”

“Don’t provoke me…”

“Provoke?” Esther replied calmly, “Is this provocation? No, I’m just stating a fact.”

Bradley let go of Esther’s chin and pushed her onto the bed. His imposing presence overwhelmed her.

Esther didn’t resist or struggle. She simply looked at Bradley’s handsome face and whispered, “You’re not him.”

The man she had once admired, the man in her heart, could never be like this.

what felt like an eternity, Bradley stopped and looked at the lifeless

you pretend to be dead, crazy, or have amnesia. I want you to remember…” Bradley spoke arrogantly. “Until I’ve had enough of you, don’t

face the

took Esther

before Bradley. He stood at the bathroom door,

her shower, Esther put on a bathrobe. She had recently experienced an allergic reaction and was now feeling

you access the secret room?”

secret chamber with a slight

coffin, a task she was accustomed to. She obediently

closed the door to the chamber

stood outside Mandy’s bedroom door,

and was rudely awakened by the furious knocking. She removed her silk eye mask and took a few