My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Esther desired Bradley to experience her sister's suffering.

"Ms. Quill, please go upstairs and rest. We'll handle this," the police officer reassured.

Esther glanced at Bradley, then turned back to her hospital room escorted by her bodyguards.

"Mr. Warner, your actions have seriously disrupted the hospital's normal operations," the police officer said.

Staring dazedly at Esther's departing figure, Bradley insisted, "She's my wife."

"Allow me to correct you. The late Esther Quill was your ex-wife. The current Ms. Esther Quill is her elder sister." The police officer paid more attention to Esther since her father was a DEA agent.

"Was your former wife allergic to roses?"

Bradley suddenly remembered Esther's dream—to build a rose garden containing every type of rose in the world. If Esther dreamt of a rose garden, she couldn't be allergic to roses. Then why was the current Esther allergic to roses?

to roses," Jasper said, coming up to Bradley with a box of herbal

gaze swept

cold. "This is a matter between my wife and me. It's none of

stated, "After driving her to death, you pretend to

to

regret ever meeting you,"

staff informed Esther. He could visit as a temporary guest if she

flashed with hostility and malice as he watched Jasper's

constitute a crime. After he cleared away the cliche heart-shaped candles, the police car

fireworks display tomorrow. Trust

"Shut up!" Bradley snapped.

being blamed when it was his own doing?' Remembering Bradley's payment, however, she sighed and suggested, "Why don't you read

read novels," Bradley