My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

The name “Esther Quill” resounded in Bradley’s ears like a thunderclap, instantly jolting him awake and intensifying his alertness.

“Who did you say Logan is getting engaged to?”

Although Dylan had recently joined Bradley’s team, he had conducted some pre-research. Familiar with Bradley and Esther’s history, he anticipated Bradley’s reaction to this call. Nevertheless, he responded in a somber tone, “Ms. Esther Quill?”

“Someone with the exact same name as my wife Esther Quill? Or is it her?”

Bradley had never accepted that Esther was dead. Dylan’s words sparked a glimmer of hope within him.

It was akin to a flower blossoming from the ruins, the hope Bradley had yearned for.

“Mr. Warner, based on my investigation, Logan and his fiancee are currently in the hospital. I couldn’t find more detailed information about his fiancee, so I won’t be able to provide any updates quickly. Please give me half a day. I’ll go and investigate—”

“No need,” Bradley refused. “Which hospital are they in?”

and promptly took the elevator. He hailed a cab, rushing to the hospital in an anxious

a coincidence or the same name, he wanted

–

could access Esther’s room

pressing the elevator buttons. He abandoned the

it noticed Bradley, an unrecognized face in the system. The nurse

looked at the nurse

want to

replied, “Sorry, Mr. Warner, it’s not visiting hours now. If you want to see someone,

need to see Esther

intimidating, and his tone forceful, making the

time, the nurse said, “Mr. Warner, all the patients here are currently resting. Please don’t disturb them. Please leave now. If

and frustration. He

person in