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…”

Bradley’s secret room. Bradley was well aware that Kevin would never have

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

Bradley shook his head.

no one had told Bradley about Esther’s true identity. Perhaps, for many people, Esther was dead. The secret had dissipated with her

agent. After many years of infiltration, he finally found evidence against a criminal group,

his job, he later chose to

seemingly happy

fires, and Esther was the sole survivor. Similarly, because she witnessed this tragedy, her

knew about Esther’s true identity. That’s why he chose Esther for you, not just because she saved you when she was young

hoped that Esther would never recall those painful times and, under

sighed deeply. He didn’t look into Bradley’s eyes but instead gazed up at the vast

did we make a mistake at the