My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Bradley, filled with hope, jumped out of the crystal coffin and hurried to the secret room’s door. He extended his arms to embrace Esther. He longed to hold her close and become one with her.

But as he reached for her, he found only empty air. Just moments ago, she was a living, breathing person, but she disappeared like a wisp of smoke when he touched her.

Baffled, he lowered his head and stared at his empty arms as if needing to confirm Esther’s absence.

“Esther!”

Bradley’s voice echoed with despair in the secret room. His icy gaze scanned the room for any sign of Esther, but all he found was silence.

“Bradley!”

It was as if he could hear Esther’s soft whisper, her lover’s murmur igniting a tiny flame in his cold heart.

evidence of Esther’s presence or, better yet, a sign that she was

been sent to prison, Clark had collected and stored everything related to

initially wanted Clark to destroy all of them, but Clark had been unable to do so. Instead, he had boxed

storage room’s closed door and gazed at it. Few people entered this area, and even the service staff rarely ventured

Clark’s possession, but

his body but couldn’t find it. He remembered tossing it

the key, and hurried back to the storage room’s

inserted the key into the lock with trembling hands. He turned it gently, and the audible click of the

A musty odor filled the air,

the dimly lit room and flicked on the light switch. The bulb under the green lampshade illuminated the room as