My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Mandy gasped for breath, struggling beneath Bradley’s unyielding grip. She reached for her self-defense pepper spray, her last resort, and unleashed it directly into his eyes.

“Bradley, what happened to Esther?” Mandy asked, her voice trembling with anxiety. She couldn’t help but wonder if Esther was even alive. Given Bradley’s obsession with her, he might have preserved her in some grotesque manner, even in death.

Bradley fixed his gaze on Mandy, a look in his eyes she had never seen before. It was a profound sadness, a glimpse into a Bradley she had never known, a man who had always exuded strength and confidence.

His belief had crumbled, and he now stood amidst the ruins, searching desperately for something he could no longer find. He clawed at the rubble, a futile quest that yielded nothing.

As Bradley slowly retreated, Mandy observed the changed man, though he still retained his striking appearance. Something had shifted within him.

Mandy reached for her phone and settled on a nearby sofa. She sent a message to Kevin, feigning concern but driven by curiosity.

Mandy: [Dr. Slade, Bradley seems to be in an unusual emotional state. What’s going on?]

Kevin’s reply was icy.

[He brought this on

experiencing was well-deserved, a trail of

at Kevin’s response and

[Has something happened to

Kevin didn’t

scraping at her chest. She headed to the garage, found Bradley’s previous car, and removed its

from a first-person perspective. She couldn’t believe her eyes as Bradley used

her mouth in disbelief.

cliff. Mandy’s eyes widened

had forced Esther