Harry narrowed his eyes. “You’re doing this because I helped Nadine, are you?”Margot placed her hands on her husband’s face. “Unfortunately, no. I know you just want to help your secretary so I can’t stop you from doing something good for the needy,” she replied. “But this matter about money, you started it.”“We’re married,” Harry said, slowly getting back to his senses. “Does it matter if I use your money when it’s for us?”“Exactly,” Margot agreed, pulling her hands away. “Does it really matter if I emptied your account to pay for this dinner you wanted our family to have?”Harry couldn’t say anything against Margot. He knew it shouldn’t matter but he never expected her to use his money to pay. “What happened? You used to pay for it yourself. Why did you suddenly use mine?”Margot let out a sarcastic laugh. “Why, you ask? Three years, honey. I paid for everything for three years. Isn’t it time for you to do it?”“You have more money, Margot. I mean, you always say you’ll take care
Margot couldn’t help smiling as she got out of the car. Harry said nothing on their way home while Nadine didn’t dare to open her mouth.“The dinner was fantastic. We should do this often,” Margot suggested, beaming at her husband.“Yeah. Only if you’re the one who’s paying it,” Harry grumbled, his expression turning dark by the second whenever he thought of what his wife did with his money.Margot laughed. “Don’t be stingy, hon. I know you love expensive food and parties. I was the one who always paid for all of it before. Maybe you should start doing it this time,” suggested, provoking Harry.The latter groaned before grabbing his wife’s hand. He dragged her inside the house. “What are you trying to do? You keep giving me headaches. You won’t listen to what I have to say. And you do things you've never done before just to go against me!”His hand moved to her chin, holding it and lifting her face. “If you’re challenging my patience, stop it. You better stop it, Margot.”Margot grinn
Margot expected Harry to be greedy but she didn’t know he’d never choose but have both at the same time. She locked herself in the guest room, leaving her husband and his mistress in the living room.“This is it,” Margot mumbled to herself, clutching her chest. She savored the pain she felt the moment Harry gave her the answer. “Keep it up, Harry. The moment I get used to this pain will be the end of you,” she said, holding back her tears.Margot had already given up on her marriage but it was undeniable that she was still in pain. She knew it takes time to heal but she had no time to spare. She only wished to get it over with and strike Harry back with her revenge.“Margot, open the door. Let’s talk,” Harry said, knocking. “As much as I wanted to do what you wanted, it’s already late at night. You don’t think Nadine would find a place to stay at this hour, do you?”“I don’t care,” Margot replied. “She can sleep in the streets or wherever but my house,” she grumbled, leaning her back
“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
Margot clenched her fist while facing her husband and Linda. She felt her head spinning as her blood pressure rose.“Honey, are you alright?” Harry rushed to her side to help her, only for Margot to brush him away.“Don’t touch me,” she mumbled while glowering at him. Margot still couldn’t believe Harry was cheating on her and, of all people, it was with Linda, her stepmother.‘Does he always prefer older women?’ Margot couldn’t help but wonder.“You don’t look good, sweetheart. Are you sure you’re feeling okay? I noticed earlier in the call you didn’t sound fine, too,” Linda muttered. She looked at Margot with concern painted on her face.Contrary to Margot’s usual response, Linda’s kind voice irritated her.“Is that true? You got to tell me if you’re sick, Hon.” Harry attempted to touch his wife to feel her forehead until Margot dropped the glass she was holding.The shattering sound filled the kitchen, leaving everyone dumbfounded and confused except for Margot.“I told you not to
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
It wasn’t the first time Margot hailed a taxi. She somehow got used to it in the past whenever Judy invited her to hang out. Two minutes passed, and the taxi stopped in front of an old bar. She paid the driver, thanked him, and got out.“You’re not kidding, indeed! Let’s go inside. The others are waiting!” Judy exclaimed when she saw Margot coming out of the taxi. “And what’s with that outfit? Are you attending a wedding or what?” She commented, looking at her friend with amusement.“Today’s my wedding anniversary with Harry,” Margot said with a bitter smile.“Mmm. Was it marriage problems? How long have you been married again?”Margot inhaled deeply and sighed. “Three years. It will end soon, though,” she replied. “I’m getting a divorce.”Judy didn’t ask anything else after that. She guessed Margot wanted to forget whatever happened, so she offered her drinks instead.“Don’t hold back. It’s not like you’re always drinking. This lot won’t kill you of liver cancer in case you’re worrie
“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