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.

to find any evidence of Esther’s presence or, better yet, a

to prison, Clark had collected and stored everything related to her in

Clark had been unable to do so. Instead, he had boxed up everything and placed it in a rarely

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

Clark’s possession, but now

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

the key, and hurried back to the storage

the key into the lock with trembling hands. He turned it gently,

open. A musty odor filled the air, and

The bulb under the green