My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

“If you don’t love her, you should let her soar freely.

“If you love her, you should hold her like a delicate flower, showering her with affection.

“Your pride, your arrogance, your dominance—they’re all the culprits that pushed her to death.”

Everyone familiar with Bradley and Esther’s history deemed Bradley the culprit. Regardless of his self-defense, it amounted to mere self-deception.

The truth was within Bradley’s grasp, yet he repeatedly refused to acknowledge it.

“I… I…” Bradley pondered Felix’s drawings, Felix’s illness, and the whereabouts of his and Esther’s missing daughters. An indescribable glimmer of emotion flickered in his eyes. “What should I do now?”

Bethany shook her head and softly said, “This is your life.”

The road stretched beneath his feet. By taking the first step, a new life awaited him.

check, and placed it in front of Bethany. “This is

looking at the figure on the check, Bethany’s eyes brightened slightly. “I wish

didn’t speak, gracefully exiting Bethany’s

to his hotel, where Mandy was indulging

ringing phone, but she switched it to

Mandy, Bradley instructed

past, with Clark around, such matters never concerned him. Thinking

the suitcase out of the room, Mandy caught up,

attitude, summoning her at will

do you feel wronged staying by my

eyes widen. She looked at him, thinking, ‘Bradley, you’re really clueless! I’m the one who donated my liver to you, and this is

woman who had given

feel