My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

“Bradley, it seems you’re prepared to face my retaliation, huh?”

Kevin rubbed his throbbing temples, addressing Logan, “Mr. Foster, could you take her away first?”

Logan glanced at Esther and spoke gently. “Esther, no need to lower yourself to his level. Your health is important.”

“Kevin, would you mind keeping an eye on Mr. Warner here so he doesn’t go barking like a mad dog everywhere?” Esther asked.

Kevin hesitated to answer. “S-Sure,”

As Logan wheeled Esther away, Bradley stumbled toward her, disregarding his own pain, to confirm again, “Y-You’re really not her?”

“You claim to love her, Bradley?” Esther mocked. “You can’t even recognize the woman you love. What right do you have to talk about love?”

endured the pain and tried to grab the wheelchair from Logan. “You’re not allowed to

the wheelchair with one hand and landed a punch on Bradley’s jaw with

force,

pushed Esther into

only to be stopped by a line of security guards outside the

Bradley to get arrested for causing a ruckus in the hospital. He grabbed

Kevin’s collar, gritting his teeth. “If it

not you who’s wrong but me or everyone else, then I think Esther’s death is a blessing. If she had to die to escape

She’s not some

said she isn’t,

“She’s Esther.”

Esther’s elder sister