The Good Wife's Enemy

“Mrs. Walton…”Margot Walton lifted her gaze to face the doctor with anticipation in her hazel eyes. She held her breath and waited for the next thing he’d say.“I’m sorry. You have cancer. I’m afraid you only have six months left to live.”The doctor’s voice rang through Margot’s head like an annoying bell that wouldn’t stop. Her breath hitched for a second before her heartbeat became erratic.Margot’s body turned cold and her vision became blurry as she had a quick recollection of her past flashing through her mind. The warm droplets of tears fell on her hands clenched on her lap. It was the last thing she expected after returning to the hospital for her lab test results.“Hold on. Are you saying I’m not pregnant and I only have a few months to live? Are you sure?” The shock was written all over her face. She didn’t expect to die so soon. All along, she thought she was pregnant and the reason why she willingly did the test was to make sure it wasn’t just a false alarm like what happe

The room fell into silence after what Margot said. The latter raised her glass with a smile, urging everyone to make a toast.“Here’s for the end of my marriage of three years. Cheers!” she exclaimed and gulped down her wine.“Fantastic,” Margot mumbled as she savored the rich flavor of the beverage with her eyes closed. When she opened her eyes again, everyone looked at her with a frown on their faces.“What?” Margot played the game and joined in, wearing an innocent look on her seraphic-like face. “Why so quiet? Let’s eat. The food will get cold,” she added before picking up her fork to try the salad in front of her.“Margot, what are you thinking? This is not a funny joke,” Ryan said, looking solemnly at his daughter.“That’s how I felt when you said you’d marry Linda when I was five,” Margot mumbled. “You married her anyway. Now, guess what I’ll do next.” She turned to her husband and smiled. “I’m going to divorce Harry whether you like it or not,” she continued.“Woah! That’s cool

“Where have you been?” Harry’s deep and cold voice echoed through the walls. He was seated on the couch, waiting for his wife to come home for hours.Margot was quite surprised at her husband’s tone, but said nothing. She headed to the kitchen for a glass of water. Her lips formed a thin line when she felt Harry’s presence behind her back.“Give me a second,” she said before pouring more water into her glass to drink. After quenching her thirst, and soothing her throat with the cold water, Margot walked to the living room with Harry following behind her.She sat on the middle of the sofa, leaned her back, and crossed her legs. “Let’s start, shall we?”Harry’s face turned sour. He didn’t like the way she acted. He was always proud and thankful that his wife listened to his every word, but the woman in front of him was acting differently.“Margot, what is your problem? You have no idea how embarrassed and nervous I was in front of everyone back there. How could you mention divorce in ou

Margot continued playing as Harry’s good wife. She woke up at dawn to prepare everything her husband needed before going to work. She served him like a housemaid, making sure he got the best treatment. But behind Margot’s faithful act was a broken-hearted wife who was waiting in the dark to strike back. “The breakfast is excellent. We don’t even need to hire a chef to cook for us,” Harry complimented after having his daily delicious breakfast. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” Margot smiled and wiped her husband’s lips with a napkin. “So, does this mean you’re having dinner with me tonight? You have no idea how lonely I can get when I’m alone in the house, Honey… Especially at night when it’s cold,” she hinted to him while gently rubbing the side of h

Margot was humming as she packed lunch for Harry. She had a good night’s sleep after seeing him finish the dinner she prepared. She couldn’t wait to see him suffer the effects of laxatives she mixed in with his food. “Good morning, hon. What’s that?” Harry kissed her on the cheek while wrapping her arms around her waist from the back. Margot paused and chuckled. She couldn’t contain the excitement she felt while looking forward to Harry’s huge embarrassment once the laxative took effect while he was working in the office. “Did something happen? You look happy,” Harry commented and sat on the table to have his breakfast. He couldn’t help but frown and wonder why Margot kept smiling.