My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Esther sat on the hospital bed, boredom overwhelming her as she flipped through the engagement invitation.

Truthfully, if she weren't part of the affair, she would relish witnessing Logan's embarrassment—a selfinflicted wound.

Yet, being one of the involved parties, Esther felt like she had willingly stepped into a lion's den.

In the midst of her boredom, Esther detected a subtle, probing gaze. Calmly, she strolled to the window, drew the curtains, and scrutinized the building across the way.

After Logan sent away his parents, he casually approached Esther, inquiring, "What are you looking at?"

"Somebody's observing us from the building opposite."

Logan joined Esther by the window, glancing across. "Any idea who it might be?"

whispering, "I

eyebrow. "Your suspicion is likely

as though they were

Esther and Logan from the building across, Bradley felt as though someone had forcibly ripped a piece of his heart out with a knife. His hands, gripping the binoculars, trembled slightly.

wall furiously and gritted his teeth, glaring

I'll be staying here

"Mr. Warner, all the necessary arrangements

with Logan's

"Understood."

in front of Bradley. "Mr.

"I

just like Logan did, Bradley took out his phone and sent Paul a wedding photo of himself