My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Chapter 658

The various classical instruments filled the air with melodies, transporting every guest to the Renaissance’s golden

era.

Faces beamed with rare joy. Even though the guests had attended numerous weddings, this one was exceptional,

teeming with excitement. The union of the Quill and Pendleton families promised to be the wedding of the century.

Mandy slowly edged closer to the lively venue, the rhythmic drums and percussion growing more intense. An

unexplained sense of apprehension crept over her.

She remained clueless about Esther’s whereabouts and when Jasper and his party would strike against the

Pendletons. However, she knew that her days under the Pendletons’ control were over.

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“Wait for a moment. The ceremony up ahead isn’t done yet,” the wedding planner whispered to the maid of honor

as she approached her. “Proceed when you hear the trumpets.”

“Got it,” the maid of honor replied.

Mandy and Esther wore nearly identical traditional wedding attire. Even after swapping veils, their own maid of

honor couldn’t tell one from the other.

As Mandy awaited her signal, Bradley’s groomsmen and bridesmaids looked bewildered. The bride and groom’s

disappearance had them perplexed—they hadn’t expected this.

The wedding planners, growing impatient, discreetly scanned the venue in fear the guests might notice something

amiss.

Besides Liora, no one seemed particularly concerned about Mandy’s ceremony. This left them unaware that Mandy,

at the end of the red carpet, was waiting for the right moment to walk down the aisle.

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Meanwhile, on a small island in Southeast Varnusia.

Bradley observed Mandy on the screen. He put down his wine glass, approached the crystal coffin, and gently

tapped the lid, the sound echoing inside.

Esther’s eyes fluttered open, stirred by the noise. She glimpsed a distorted figure through the crystal, sending

shivers down her spine.

‘Why am I not at my own wedding? What am I doing here?’ she thought.

She sat up abruptly, accidentally hitting her head on the coffin’s hard top. In panic, she pounded her fists against

the casket’s walls, shouting, “Let me out!”

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Today was a pivotal day for the Quills to act against the Pendletons. If Esther vanished now and raised suspicions,

their plan would crumble.

“Let me out!”

She saw only a blurry figure through the crystal. She had no clue that the man outside the coffin was Bradley.

“Who are you? Why did you abduct me? If it’s money you want…”

Esther’s frantic voice reached Bradley’s ears. He smirked, his eyes gleaming with malevolent delight.

“Please, I beg you. Let me out!” Esther pleaded, dressed in her bridal attire inside the crystal coffin.

Bradley cracked the coffin’s lid open by just a fraction, offering Esther a glimmer of hope. Her delicate fingers

slipped through the narrow opening as she raised her head to peer out.

When her beautiful eyes met Bradley’s devilishly handsome face, a wave of terror washed over her, leaving her in

despair. Tears welled up instantly, ready to spill over.