My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Bradley fell into deep thought. After a long pause, he began slowly, “She’s very beautiful. When she smiles, her eyes sparkle like stars.”

As he spoke, Hank started sketching with paper and pen.

“Is she tall?”

Bradley made a gesture, saying, “About up to my shoulder.”

“Would that be approximately 1.75 meters tall?”

“Yes, about that.”

During their conversation, Bradley drifted into his memories. He recalled the Esther from his past—the one he remembered. Back then, Esther was young, beautiful, and full of life.

Following Bradley’s descriptions, Hank sketched a portrait and handed it to Bradley, asking softly, “Mr. Warner, do you think this resembles her?”

Bradley gazed at the sketch on the paper, examining it for a while before saying, “It doesn’t look like her.”

Hank was surprised. “Not at all?”

than what you’ve

asked curiously, “Can you recall a single experience you shared with her?

In his mind, he saw her

would see her smiling face. He took in his world. As long as he turned around, he would see

she disappeared. It was as if someone he

eyes gleaming icily like the

change in Bradley’s emotions and couldn’t help shuddering inwardly. He took

forward slightly,

Hank was silent.

have

Hank remained quiet.

“I love Esther?”

spine. Bradley’s expression was too terrifying, and he firmly

today’s society, most people have some degree of psychological issues, commonly referred

knee, demanding a clearer

said weakly, “From a psychological assessment, it seems you could benefit