My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Logan replied, "Fiction may be make-believe, but reality can be far more absurd than fiction."

Esther, however, remained somewhat apprehensive. Unlike previous missions, her combat strength had been directly weakened this time. If something went wrong, she could potentially be a burden to Logan.

Nevertheless, Agatha's teachings on releasing body restraints equipped her to avoid hindering Logan if danger arose.

The biting cold wind brushed against Esther's face, prompting her to gather her dress.

A silver van halted in front of them.

Logan maneuvered Esther's wheelchair toward the van, and once they settled in, two brand-new black blindfolds were handed to them.

"For safety, please cooperate."

Logan took the package, opened the blindfold, and gently placed it on Esther.

met Logan's reassuring gaze, and her uneasy heart gradually calmed

blindfolds, Logan and Esther sat quietly as the silver van seamlessly merged into

open. "Remove the blindfolds

promptly removed

before them, surrounded by massive glass walls reflecting their silhouettes. The

Logan held Esther's hand, and they entered

instruments displayed hearts,

as she gazed at everything before

bloodier scenes than this, felt a chilling sensation

"Welcome, Mr. Foster."

in the open area. As they sat down, an electronic screen rose in front of

a tablet on the desk

of patients and helped countless

couldn't help but stare at the screen before her. The person's facial features were blurred, but everything below the shoulders was clear. She felt