My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Esther recoiled in disgust at Bradley's words. She hastily seized a water basin and dumped it directly onto Bradley from the balcony.

As the frigid water cascaded over him, Mandy heaved a sigh of relief, patting her chest, grateful that she had managed to evade the unexpected shower. Otherwise, she might have unwittingly become entangled in their altercation.

Although Bradley was unprepared for Esther's retaliation, he continued expressing his intense emotions through the megaphone, undeterred by the icy surprise.

The sound of approaching police cars pierced the air.

Upon hearing the sirens, Esther donned a shawl and descended the stairs, flanked by her bodyguards.

"Who reported the incident?" a police officer asked.

Esther stepped forward from the crowd and calmly confessed, "It was me."

Bradley clutched the megaphone, glaring at her. He hadn't anticipated this colder, more resolute Esther—dousing him with

is my former brother-in-law, who used despicable means to torment my younger twin

her statement, documenting her passport details and retrieving

are the

undercover DEA agent. Fearing retaliation, he sent us abroad when we were born. My sister and I grew up in different countries. We hadn't even reunited when we

Esther." Bradley approached with the

upon catching a whiff and nervously scratched her arm.

discomfort, the police officer asked,

uncontrollably. "I'm allergic to

reaction, Bradley nervously protested, "That's