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.

placed it in front

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

didn’t speak, gracefully exiting Bethany’s

where Mandy

glanced at the ringing phone, but she switched it to

instructed the hotel staff to pack

past, with Clark around, such matters never concerned him. Thinking of Clark, Bradley decided to check Clark’s

suitcase out of the room, Mandy caught up, looking

attitude, summoning her at

staying

the one who donated my liver to you, and this is how you treat

that, Mandy thought of Bradley’s attitude toward Esther, the woman who had given birth to his children.

feel well,” she