My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Bradley never expected Esther to treat him that way. A sense of unfamiliarity engulfed his nerves as he watched Esther and Logan leave, their closeness leaving him with bitterness and jealousy.

He hoped she was her. Deep down, he genuinely wished she was her. Despite that, the current Esther had nothing even remotely resembling the past Esther, aside from the face and name.

The Esther from before wouldn't have pulled the trigger even if handed a gun. Bradley had an inexplicable speculation. If it were this Esther, she would kill him without question.

The past Esther's heart had a place for him, be it love or hate. Now... her heart had no room for him.

"Bradley." Jasper extended a hand toward Bradley.

Bradley disdainfully glanced at Jasper and retorted, "Are you here to mock me?"

"I'm not that free," Jasper said casually. "I went for compatibility tests. My kidneys aren't a match. Have you done the test?"

"None of your business," Bradley replied flatly.

the success rate in such tests is

brewed in Bradley's sinister eyes. "Don't mention Esther in front

is you. Would Esther have died if you didn't force her into a corner? If you genuinely want her well, I suggest you get tested at the hospital. Consider it a

then staggered out of the hotel and went alone by the

beach, and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks echoed in his ears.

felt like an eternity, crouched on the

washed over, instantly erasing what Bradley had written.

me. I want to see

ready, and asked, "Logan, we've been at the hospital for so long, and no one has come looking for us. Could it

decisively. "Unless something unexpected happens, the

you know?" Esther asked,

us,