My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Logan exited the elevator and headed straight to the hospital room.

"I just heard the nurse say you called the cops. What happened?" he asked.

Esther, her face pale, rubbed her temples. "It's Bradley pestering me again."

Logan was rendered speechless. As a man, he couldn't comprehend Bradley's mindset. Despite being explicitly told that this Esther was not the one he thought, why did Bradley persist in bothering her? If he truly loved her, why treat her this way?

"But that's not the main issue." Esther handed Logan a sketch.

Confused, Logan asked, "What's this about?"

"He's dressed exactly like the person we saw on the screen today."

Logan took the sketch and glanced out the window. He saw Bradley leaving with Mandy. Studying him closely, Logan had a mental question mark.

"What are you thinking?"

took a deep breath and calmly stated, "Ignoring personal grudges,

nodded slightly. "Don't dwell on it.

the criminal group or their leader..." A chill ran down Esther's spine. "Do you think my

chuckled at Esther's conspiracy theory about Bradley. "I don't think it's as dramatic as you're imagining. If you're worried,

strike Esther. "The van

reports of a three-car collision on the highway. The van was burnt, but our driver confirmed he was only a hired chauffeur. Our colleagues checked,

craftier than

gaze was determined. "That's why we must unravel this complex

"Understood."

them. Logan and Esther tacitly

knocked. "Ms. Quill,

"Come in," Esther replied.