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?

coming up to

icy gaze swept over Bradley's

was cold. "This is a matter between

death, you pretend to

stepped forward, ready to confront

she'd regret

at the front desk, the hospital staff informed Esther. He could visit as a temporary guest if she was willing to

flashed with hostility and malice

behavior, however, didn't constitute a crime. After he cleared away the cliche heart-shaped candles,

a fireworks display tomorrow. Trust me, if

"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

don't read novels,"