“Ma’am! It’s approved. How did you do it?” Marie exclaimed in excitement after the project plan we submitted was approved.I shrugged. “It’s better than the other plans from the other teams,” I said, stating the facts. Vivian was adamant about submitting our proposal, not because it didn’t have potential, but because she knew she wouldn’t get a penny from it.“Still! The senior product manager wouldn’t just stand by after you got the approval you wanted. She was so sure that it would be rejected,” Marie said, worried about Vivian who was known to have a close relationship with the COO.“Well, let’s say we’re lucky this time. That’s why I need you to work harder and cooperate. It’s not like I’m asking you to work 24/7. You have 8 hours in the office so make sure you do your best within that time. After work, you wouldn’t have to worry about unfinished tasks while spending your time with yourself or your family,” Margot told her team.“Anyway, we’re not stopping her. We have a lot to pr
Margot threw herself on the sofa, rubbing her forehead with closed eyes. She didn’t think she’d enjoy partying with her colleagues in the club. She watched them dance as she sat in the corner, drinking some rum, and it was fun. Her initial plan to go home at 8 was extended to 9, then 10, sobered up at 11 and finally went home at midnight.“Where have you been?” Harry’s voice broke the silence in the house. His expression darkened when he saw his wife lying on the sofa, a strong smell of alcohol coming from her.“Goodness, Margot! You’re drunk?” Harry held his wife in both arms and shook her. “Who were you drinking with? For Pete’s sake, you came home late, again!”Margot just stared at Harry and giggled. She couldn’t help but laugh at how stupid his husband could be to be dating a younger woman who messing with other men aside from him.‘Birds with the same feathers, huh?’ Margot thought as she laughed, looking at her husband’s clueless expression before her.Harry clicked his tongue
Margot hid a smile as she grabbed a towel to wrap around her. She looked at Harry and caressed his face. “Do you think I should get my breast done, too?”“That’s bullshit! Do you also want to attract other men when you’re already married?” Harry roared at my face. “No way I’ll let you do that, Margot.”“You don’t like huge breasts?” Margot asked. “Does it mean you’re not attracted to Nadine?” she continued, provoking Harry.Harry also grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He seemed no longer horny, and even if he was, it would be weird for him to continue what he intended to do after hearing what his mistress was up to behind his back.“I’m not. Nadine is my secretary, that’s all.” Harry stormed out of the bathroom, leaving his wife smiling at his frustration.Margot didn’t want to stop yet so she followed him to their room after grabbing her bag from the living room. “You look mad. Is it because I told you about my thoughts on getting a boob job?” She tilted her head to th
Leo stared blankly at nothing in particular, thinking about how stupid he was back then. He had been with patients with different mental conditions, yet he let himself act weird in front of Margot. He was lucky she didn’t mention it but anybody would freak out if their doctor just popped out of nowhere and said things he shouldn’t to his patient.Embarrassment was an understatement. Leo even almost told Margot about his sleepless nights since she walked into his office. He tried to forget everything and moved on, but after his assistant informed him that Margot was coming, he couldn’t be more nervous than ever. He just hoped she forgot how he acted overly concerned that night.After all, Leo knew it would be right to get involved in a married couple just because he felt something special toward somebody else’s wife.“Doc, Mrs. Walton has arrived,” Hannah informed, cutting off the doctor’s train of thought.Leo cleared his throat and replied, “Let her in.”“Hi. Good morning,” Margot gr
Margot couldn’t help but smile as she went home after her appointment with the psychiatrist. He felt refreshed and relieved despite the problems she had with her husband. Margot was quite confident she could face everything with a smile… Everything, not until she walked inside the house and found Harry and Nadine sitting on the sofa while watching a movie.Clapping her hands slowly, Margot grinned at the two. “Wow! When did we open our doors for strangers to watch movies on our TV, honey?”Harry threw her a quick look and just shrugged. “You’re here. Where have you gone again? I called my secretary so we could sort out the schedule I have for work.”Margot scoffed. “On the weekends? At your house? I wasn’t informed you’re the company chairman, hon. ‘Cause you know, even dad doesn’t have to do all this stuff in the name of ‘working’. And why is she wearing a mini-dress when her boss called over?”Nadine bowed her head and scooted closer to Harry, making Margot’s eyebrow raise even high
Margot was not surprised, not even disappointed when Harry didn’t come home at night. She made dinner for herself, enjoyed her meal silently, and went to bed. She didn’t bother calling or texting him, knowing he was with his mistress. Margot knew she had to get used to being alone, so Harry would have nothing to use against her when the right time came to completely rid of him in her life.On Sunday morning, Margot woke up and prepared for her appointment at noon. She was leaving the house when Harry’s car arrived.“Good morning, honey. Did you have breakfast?” Harry asked, smiling. He looked so fully energized, making Margot uncomfortable just by looking at him, knowing what made him like that.“The three-letter exercise, I see,” she whispered, ignoring her husband and walking out of the house.Harry didn’t like the way Margot treated him. So, he followed, grabbed her by the arm, and made her look at him. “I’m sorry,” he said with no trace of sincerity neither in his voice nor eyes.
“Oh, what a lovely morning!” Margot stretched her arms with a smile. She had a wonderful sleep at night after meeting with the lawyer.Humming, she stepped out of the shower and walked downstairs in a bathrobe to see her husband drinking a coffee. It was rare for Margot to see him prepare something for himself.“Good morning, honey.” Margot beamed. She took her mug and prepared a hot chocolate drink.While stirring her drink, Margot heated a pan. She put some butter and broke an egg, adding some bacon, too. In less than five minutes, she made herself a breakfast.“What about mine?” Harry asked, his brows furrowed.Margot tilted her head to the side. “You want breakfast?” she asked, nonchalantly. When Harry nodded, she smiled. “Then make it.”Harry hissed in disbelief. “Are you serious?”Shrugging, Margot sat in front of him and took a bite of her fried egg sandwich. “Or maybe you should try calling your sex—secretary,” she sneered.“You’re being too much!” Harry left his seat and was
“Everything will be okay,” Margot whispered to Harry in the ambulance. “I’ll be right by your side, hon.” She smiled, holding his hand tightly.Harry groaned, suppressing his screams as he endured the itch and burning sensation on his thing between his thighs. “Fuck! Why is this happening? I have to prepare for a business trip in two weeks,” he said, shutting his eyes in discomfort.Margot sighed. “Stop thinking about work. You have to get better first. I’m sure someone can do it on your behalf,” she commented, wiping Harry’s sweat. “Gosh, you look terrible.”“This is because of that fucking cream you gave me!” Harry retorted, glaring at his wife.Margot covered her mouth in shock, but in reality, she was hiding her grin. “I—It’s not my fault, honey! Besides, I didn’t give it to you. You took it,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone.“It was a freaking anti-fungal cream, Margot! That shit burns on the skin,” Harry said in frustration. He was embarrassed enough to leave the office in an
Harry sneered at his wife. “Better plans? What, divorcing me? No wonder you wouldn’t drop the talk about divorce. You’re using Nadine to get out of this marriage while acting like a victim. Hah! I didn’t expect you to have it in you—”A loud bang interrupted Harry when Leo slammed his hands on the table.“Excuse me, but I don’t think you should be doing this in my office,” he said, glancing over at Margot. “Especially when I have an ongoing session with a patient,” Leo stated, his voice laced with threat and hostility, hidden behind a deceptive smile he honed for years.“A patient, huh? What do you know?” Harry lashed out, glaring at him. “Do you even have an idea that she’s married? What an ignorant fool,” he commented.Margot sighed in exasperation. “Stop making a scene, Harry. You’re only embarrassing yourself,” she muttered before turning to Leo. “My apologies for this disturbance. Thank you for your assistance until now, Dr. Brown.” She smiled at the doctor and headed out.“Come o
“Is everything alright?” Rosaline asked Margot, watching her vomit in the sink. The young woman looked horrified seeing her sister-in-law pale and gasping for breath.Margot nodded, wiping her lips. “Yeah. Don’t mind me,” she replied, but before she could make up an excuse, her stomach churned once again, leading her to continue puking.Rosaline watched her helplessly while rubbing her back. “I think I should call the doctor,” she said, feeling bad for Margot. “You look sick,” Rosaline insisted.“No, I’m fine. I’m almost done,” Margot smiled. She looked up after some time with teary eyes. “Relax. It’s fine. I’m fine,” she told Rosaline whose face was painted with concern.“Woah! That was longer than usual,” Margot muttered, washing her mouth. She smiled at Rosaline to reassure her that she was indeed fine. “It’s… Um…”Margot hesitated to tell Rosaline about her pregnancy. She wanted to keep it from Harry, after all. Not that she didn’t trust Rosaline, but she thought it would be bette
“I couldn’t believe rumors like that are spreading within the employees,” Margot said, shaking her head in disbelief. She headed straight to her father’s office after meeting with Vivian.“Rumors tend to be exaggerated. So, did you decide to quit? And here I thought you’d take my position no matter what,” Ryan smirked, observing his daughter’s reaction.Margot shrugged. “It’s not that hard. I’ll just wait until you peacefully give up that seat of yours, then we won’t waste any time, or I can just kick out the current CEO and maybe start from there before becoming the chairman,” she nonchalantly replied. “What do you think is the best option?”Ryan sighed. “It’s too early for my retirement. So, why don’t you take the second option? It will benefit both you and the company,” he grinned, relying on his daughter’s ability.“Oh! Why do I feel like you’re just using me to get rid of the people you allowed in the company in the first place?” Margot rubbed her temple. “Well, you’re in luck. I
Margot grabbed her phone, calling the cops. She couldn’t believe Harry would be shameless to show up after what happened last night. She took a deep breath and waited until someone picked up her call.“Hi, this is Margot… Um… Walton. My husband, Harry Walton, who is already on your record for abuse, has come to my house again. I have a restraining order against him, and I feel threatened,” Margot said, looking at Harry who proudly held his banner.“He is currently on my doorstep, holding a banner that says ‘sorry’, but if you’ve been slapped and cheated on by this guy several times, that word wouldn’t be enough. I need immediate assistance to ensure my safety,” she continued. After giving her address to the cops, Margot called her lawyer.“Hello, Atty. Powell. It’s about the restraining order I requested that you process this morning… Hmm… Yes, please. I may need it. Harry’s back at my house,” Margot sighed, rubbing her temple. “I’ll be right there just in case. How about the matter
Margot didn’t go to work the next day because she had bad morning sickness. When Linda found out about it, she hurried home to accompany her.“I can’t believe what happened. Did that bastard hurt you?”Margot sighed before nodding her head slowly to her stepmother.“That bastard needs to be taught a lesson or two!” Linda roared, balling her hands into fists.Margot was surprised to see her stepmother like that. She realized Linda never acted that way until she told her about Harry’s illicit affair. She appreciated her company and couldn’t thank her enough for taking her side.“It’s okay. He won’t be able to do it again,” Margot replied before taking a spoonful of cake in her mouth. “I’ll make sure to send him where he belongs.”Linda bobbed her head with a gentle smile. “I’m glad to hear that. We’ll do everything so you’ll be free from that man,” she said, cutting another slice of cake for Margot. “I heard from your Dad that something’s happening in the company. He doesn’t know about
“Who’s that man you’ve been seeing every week? Did you think I wouldn't know about him?”Margot’s ears perked at Harry’s statement. She couldn’t believe he wouldn’t stop assuming things he did himself. “Oh, please. Stop it.”Harry’s eyes glinted from Margot's reaction. He was almost sure she was also having an affair behind his back. “I’m telling you, Margot. I’ll keep my lips sealed about it if you want. But you have to clarify that we’re not having problems and what happened at the party last time was a misunderstanding.”A sly smile formed on his lips. “What do you think?”Margot’s face was painted with disgust. “Go ahead. Tell everyone about what you think. I didn’t commit any atrocities, so I’m not worried. I don’t know what made you think I'm like you, but good luck anyway.”She walked away when Harry opened his mouth again.“Leo Brown,” he said, following her. “Isn’t that name familiar? You’ve been meeting him in secret, haven't you? Is it every Friday?”Margot halted, speechle
Margot was quite amazed when her mother-in-law and her husband’s mistress stayed longer outside the door than she expected. She was done changing into comfortable clothes and preparing dinner while the two remained, banging on her door. She tried not to but ended up calling the cops on them. Luckily for them, they left before the cops arrived.“I’m back. Did something happen?” Rosaline asked when she walked into the living room to find Margot in a daze.“Oh, you’re here. How’s the first day of the internship?” Margot smiled, wiping the frown off her face. She patted the space next to her, letting Rosaline sit.“It’s fine, I guess. I think I can do it,” Rosaline replied, sounding confident.Margot didn’t think of befriending Rosaline at first. But she was glad they were able to get to know more each other. She was surprised to find out how interesting the young lady was.“By the way, did my mother come here? I’ve seen her texts on my way home. She seemed upset,” Rosaline mumbled, her v
Margot let out a groan as she sat back on the sofa. Her eyes shut as soon as her back rested, her body giving in to the exhaustion. She had a rough day after talking with her father. Since she didn’t want to waste time, she had to do something to save the company.She was drifting to sleep when she heard her phone ringing. Fishing the device from her bag, Margot checked the caller before taking it, smiling.“Attorney,” she greeted, rubbing her forehead, her eyes closed again. “How’s everything going?”“Miss Vanders…” Atty. Powell took a deep breath. “Everything is ready. I’m just waiting for your signal to execute the plan.”Pleased, Margot nodded and hummed. “Did you hear from Dad? He ought to know that there’s nothing to worry about. But knowing him, I bet he wouldn’t be able to relax until we get rid of those people in the company. Anyway, how about the other thing I asked for?”“Oh, that one. I’m still on it. I’ll let you know once the detective I hired sends me the report,” the l
Margot hid her smile as she walked out of the restroom. She felt better after puking everything she ate for breakfast. Although it made her worry as her stomach was now empty, she decided to finish her work as soon as possible and get something to eat.“You’re here,” Vivian said, blocking Margot’s way. “I don’t know what mess you made this time but the Chairman’s secretary is looking for you.”Margot turned behind her and found her father’s secretary. She took a deep breath and shrugged. “I guess I have to wait until lunch to eat something,” she mumbled, turning around to the door.Margot hadn’t seen her father since the last time when she asked for a favor, letting her join Harry on a business trip, which her father ultimately declined. “I wonder how he’s doing,” she said, tapping her fingers on her arm while waiting for the elevator to stop.“Please come inside. The chairman is waiting for you,” her father’s secretary said after walking her to the door and knocking. “Sir, Miss Vande