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.

he searched the vast Warner Manor, hoping to find any evidence of Esther’s

to prison, Clark had collected

but Clark had been unable to do

stood before the storage room’s closed door and gazed at it. Few

had been in Clark’s possession, but now it was in Bradley’s

over his body but couldn’t find it.

opened the safe, retrieved the key, and hurried back

it gently, and the audible click of the lock resonated in the silent

the storage room creaked open. A musty

flicked on the light switch. The bulb under the green lampshade illuminated the room as if it were