My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Clark put on the glasses hanging in front of his chest and took the photo from Bradley. He scrutinized it for some time before answering, “Mr. Bradley, she’s Madam. Your parents went on a business trip and were caught in an accident. It’s Madam who stayed nearby who saved you on the spot. Because you witnessed your parents’ death, you’ve selectively forgotten the memory.”

Bradley jolted. He stared at the girl in the photo in disbelief. She had eyes exactly like Esther’s.

“S-So…”

Clark nodded and said in certainty, “Sir, Madam’s your savior.”

Bradley felt like his world was flipped upside down in an unnatural silence. He had never expected the woman he hated and resented to be his childhood savior.

“W-Why… didn’t you all tell me?” asked Bradley.

Clark shook his head wryly and explained, “You didn’t even have that piece of memory. Telling you the truth would only add to your pain for nothing. You got to know Madam far earlier than you thought. Whatever happened, she saved your life. Please stop holding grudges against her. I also don’t believe that she’s the one behind Mr. Thomas’ passing.”

Clark’s every word penetrated Bradley’s mind like a needle. He felt a splitting headache as much as misery.

it. He did

he had known, would he not

been so impassive and ruthless to her, would the many tragedies after that not have

don’t believe

denied the photo Clark produced after he calmed

had no memory of

was so advanced now. He could produce hundreds

could not represent

thumb drive and

the ground. Fuel leaked from the back of the car, and a hand

bravely pulled a boy out of the vehicle. Just when the

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