My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Clark laughed heartily. “Compared to being in a coma, I’m doing pretty well now.”

Clark would be a lifelong comatose patient had luck not sided with him. Agatha’s intervention had spared him that fate. It wasn’t the fear of being in a coma that bothered him—it was the worry that his wife and children would feel guilty and blame themselves if it happened.

“I’m sorry I’m only coming to see you now,” Bradley said.

Clark had essentially witnessed Bradley grow up and held a deep affection for him. Noticing the dark circles under Bradley’s eyes, Clark asked with concern, “And you? Haven’t you moved on from the shadow of Esther’s death?”

Bradley sat in silence for a while.

Daphne placed tea and fruits in front of Bradley before returning to the kitchen to busy herself.

“Clark, back then…”

knew about Bradley’s secret room. Bradley was well aware that Kevin would never have discovered it without Clark’s

room to Kevin, aren’t you?” Clark knew Bradley might think he

Bradley shook his head.

identity. Perhaps, for many people, Esther was dead. The secret had dissipated

After many years of infiltration, he finally found evidence against a criminal group, and it was wiped

to live a normal life in a very

a seemingly happy life. But… one day, out of the blue, their

people, set fires, and Esther was the sole survivor. Similarly, because she witnessed this tragedy, her body’s protective mechanism selectively

identity. That’s why he chose Esther for you, not just

recall those painful

into Bradley’s eyes but instead gazed up

fact, I’ve been thinking lately, did we make a mistake at the beginning? Esther had the right to