My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

In an instant, a myriad of emotions surged through Bradley. His desire was to bring Esther back to his side, ensuring her reliance solely on him, with no one else to turn to.

However, for Esther to depend solely on him meant severing ties with all those who had assisted her. This idea sprouted in Bradley’s mind like mushrooms after rain while his rational side battled hard to restrain these fervent thoughts.

‘Bradley, are you going mad? If you do this, not only Felix won’t forgive you, but Esther won’t either! If you truly wish to regain Esther’s love, you can’t resort to such forceful means.’

“I’ll wait here,” Bradley said, settling into a chair near the elevator.

He glanced at Kevin’s number on his phone but hesitated before calling him. Kevin couldn’t be trusted—perhaps he and Jasper had hidden the news of Esther being alive from him.

Seeing Bradley not causing a scene, the nurse turned away. She reached the door of Room 606 and lightly knocked.

“Come in,” came the response.

Logan was already awake, an early

“Mr. Foster.”

wipe off his sweat. “What is

Bradley Warner is waiting outside

in his towel-drying motion and replied in a low voice, “Alright,

Gabriel. “Mr. Sinclair, Bradley

didn’t understand why everyone had fabricated an elder sister for Esther. Even if Esther had a problematic past, why not just make her lose her memory directly? Now that they had

arrange a direct meeting between Esther and

your partner now. Discuss it

sleeping in a questionable position, her blanket kicked to the bed’s end. Perhaps she was having a pleasant dream. Asleep,

was him, she checked the time on her phone, then

I’ll take you to the rooftop