Margot tried but couldn’t stop thinking about what the doctor told her. She was supposed to be happy knowing there was a huge chance that the doctor misdiagnosed her, but instead, everything felt surreal.She was ready to drag Harry to hell no matter what, assuming she’d be dead in a few months. She was fearless while awaiting her end. However, Margot didn’t know what to do next if her cancer wasn't real. If she wasn’t going to die after setting up her revenge, she wondered if she’d be happy then.‘Should I continue making his life hell until we’re old?’ Margot thought to herself. Although she would love to make Harry suffer, she began to question if it would be wise to spend her life hating on her cheating soon-to-be ex-husband.“Ma’am, here are the documents you asked for,” Tricia said, placing a pile of documents on Margot’s table. “Is everything okay?” she couldn’t stop asking after seeing her boss’s pale complexion.Margot nodded and forced a smile. “Yeah. Can you get me a cup of
“No, you didn’t.” Margot gasped as she watched Nadine steal her jewelry in the master’s bedroom. She had no idea that Harry didn’t only take home a bitch but also a kleptomaniac. Her vision spun as she continued watching.In the footage, Nadine came back an hour after leaving the house with Harry in the morning.Margot left first as she didn’t want to deal with her husband while thinking about her illness. She couldn’t focus on anything that she wouldn’t mind even if Harry was flirting with his mistress.“This is going to be useful,” Margot mumbled, sending a copy of the video to her lawyer. She wasted no time and made sure she kept several copies in case Harry found out that she installed hidden cameras in the house. In her defense, Margot was still the owner of the house and she could do whatever she wanted.After watching the video, Margot went to the window to check downstairs. Nadine was talking to the truck driver about something before the latter left.“I can’t believe she’s so
Harry was having a meeting with the shareholders of the company when he received a call from Nadine. He didn’t think twice before answering it only to hear her sobbing from the other line.“Excuse me,” Harry said and walked out of the meeting room, earning negative comments from the others in the room.“What’s going on?” Harry asked his lover, concern was audible in his voice.Nadine didn’t say a word for a minute and cried. “Harry, your wife… She fell on the stairs! I don’t know what to do. There’s blood everywhere. She must have hurt her head,” Nadine stammered in between sobs.Harry was shocked by the news. “Why did she fall? Did you try waking her up? No, don’t touch her. Call an ambulance,” he said, rubbing his nape. “I’ll be there. Just call the ambulance for now,” he added before he hung up the phone.Meanwhile, Nadine smirked while looking at the unconscious Margot on the floor. It had been half an hour since the incident happened before she called Harry. She was confident tha
Two days passed since Margot fell from the stairs. She remained unconscious which worried her parents. Linda stayed in the hospital to take care of her while Ryan would drop by before and after work. As for Harry, he would only come once a day and wouldn’t even stay more than thirty minutes during his visit.“I can’t believe that guy. His wife is still in a coma yet he’s acting like it’s not a big deal. He seemed not to care at all,” Linda ranted her hands on her waist.Ryan sighed. “He’s busy with work. You know that the company has started a huge project. Margot was planning to do it but with her condition, I don’t think she should be working for a while,” he said, looking at his daughter in the hospital bed.“What did the doctor say? Any news about her waking up soon?” Ryan asked his wife.Linda shook her head. “He wasn’t sure either. The wound on Margot’s head caused internal bleeding but he said she should be safe by now. The problem is, the doctor doesn’t know for how long she’d
The sight of her parents crying in joy warmed Margot’s heart. She finally woke up after trying her best though it took her a day to open her eyes again.Margot realized that no matter what happened, her family would always be by her side. Sure, there would be misunderstanding leading to arguments but Margot knew her father and stepmother would never turn their backs on her.She felt guilty for doubting her father when he always watched her back despite her going against him. Margot wanted to apologize and tell them how grateful she was for having them in her life, but at the same time, she was worried about having cancer. Margot decided to keep her thoughts to herself until she got the result of her test.“It’s a wonderful thing that you’re awake. It has been three days,” Linda said, wiping her tears as she smiled at her stepdaughter. “The doctor said you can be discharged in the next two days. Your body may feel a bit numb for now after lying down for days but it can be resolved if y
“Are you sure you’re going to be alright? I can stay with you until you’re fully recovered,” Linda said, holding Margot’s hand after driving her home.Margot had to stay in the hospital for three more days before she was discharged. She was still wearing a bandage around her head but the wound was healing.“It’s fine, Mom. I can take care of myself. It was my fault for being careless last time,” Margot said and pulled back her hand. She gave Linda a flying kiss before getting out of her car.“Call me when you need a backup!” Linda said from the driver's seat, making her stepdaughter smile.“I will,” Margot replied, waving her hand. She walked toward the door of their house while checking the surroundings.Harry’s car was parked so she expected him to be home. While she was recuperating in the hospital, her husband never visited.Margot opened the door and found Nadine moving her things to the living room. She raised her eyebrow at the sight and greeted her husband’s mistress.“Well, w
“You’re gonna regret this, Margot. I swear!” Harry grabbed his hair in frustration after Margot took the car key and went back inside the house.She flashed a devilish smile at him and waved her hand. “Bye,” she mumbled before closing and locking the door.Harry was left outside with Nadine, not knowing what to do. The embarrassment he felt had reached the limit. He knew he wouldn’t forgive Margot for what she did.Meanwhile, Margot stood by the window and watched her husband leave with his mistress. “He didn’t even deny it. Who cares? I’m going to proceed as planned no matter what.”She took her phone and called her lawyer. “Atty. Powell, how’s everything?”Margot’s eyes narrowed for a moment before a sweet smile appeared on her lips. “Thanks for your hard work. My husband threatened me to divorce him. I have no problem with the divorce, but I don’t appreciate him bringing it up when he’s the one at fault,” she paused and looked at her reflection on the glass.“I want you to do somet
Leo tapped his finger on the table while staring at the same document for almost an hour. He was trying to pull himself together but after bumping into Margot in the elevator and seeing her head wrapped in bandages, he couldn’t help thinking what could have happened.“It’s not something related to her husband’s illicit affair, is it?” Leo mumbled to himself, still couldn’t get Margot off his mind.“Doc? Hello? Can you hear me?” Hannah flicked her fingers in front of the doctor but his concentration was top notch and she suddenly felt like her presence wasn’t enough.“Doc, Mrs. Walton is waiting outside,” Hannah finally said, using Margot as her last resort.Leo jolted from his seat and fixed his coat. “Let her in,” he said, making his assistant laugh. “What? Do I look funny?” Leo asked Hannah with her eyebrows knitted.“No, you don’t. You’re acting funny, though. Mrs. Walton doesn’t have an appointment today. She’ll be here tomorrow. Today’s only Thursday,” Hannah informed him.Leo al
“I… I need your help!”Margot flinched, her husband’s mistress asking for help was something she didn’t even want to hear. “You’ve got the wrong person. Though I'm quite surprised that you still manage to make a call. Did you finally decide to leave that man alone now that he’s going to prison?”She took a deep breath and went on before Nadine could say something. “Well, it’s not my concern anymore.”Margot hung up and blocked the number, making sure she wouldn’t get any unwanted calls again. She took a deep breath and sighed before going back to sleep.The next morning, Margot woke up and found Linda preparing lunch.“How are you feeling? Did you get a good sleep?” Linda asked, serving the food. “Your Dad took care of the door and had someone clean up the mess this morning. He said you can go back anytime, but you’re free to stay here with us as long as you want,” she informed her with the usual gentle smile she had.“Thanks, bu
Margot let out a sigh of relief when the cops arrested Harry. She felt she could finally relax, expecting things to get better.“Here’s a glass of water, sweetie.” Linda placed a glass of water on the table in front of Margot. She then sat next to Ryan who was leaning on his back on the sofa opposite his daughter.“Thanks,” Margot said, taking a few gulps of water. A weak yet satisfied smile curled up on her lips as she looked at her father. “I’ve already instructed Attorney Powell on what to do next. He’ll make sure Harry and Emma pay for the crime they’ve committed,” she said, clenching her fists under the table.“He’ll give you a call by tomorrow,” Margot added, rubbing her temple.Ryan nodded. “Thank you. I appreciate it, but you’ll have to rest first. We’ll handle the rest from here,” he said, assuring his daughter.“That’s right, sweetie. Your dad and I will take care of it. You’ve done the best you can. Just focus on yourself now a
“What’s with that woman? She acts highly of herself just because I left her alone for some time, huh? Does she think she can forever escape my grasp? I would never agree to divorce, never!” Harry hissed, taking off his coat and tossing it somewhere before throwing himself on the sofa.He had another bad day, dealing with lots of problems regarding his newest project. And all he could think of was it was Margot's fault. He couldn’t stop blaming his wife who added to his problem by suggesting a divorce.“What is she doing in that lousy place? Did she know the owner? She wouldn’t usually go out to other places other than her family’s,” he muttered, thinking back to his encounter with Margot.“You’re back. I cooked something earlier. I’ll prepare it,” Nadine said, sneaking from behind him. Her thin arms snaked around his neck, only to annoy him even more.“Get away from me,” Harry snarled, his expression dark. “What are you now? A cook? Stop playing a
After spending the whole afternoon with her family, Margot went home to rest. The house was empty as Rosaline had somewhere to go. Margot decided to take a nap, indulging herself in peace. She felt a lot better after getting the support she needed from her loved ones.Although her father was quite unhappy that she had to bear Harry’s child, Ryan ended up looking at the brighter side. After all, they all wanted Margot to have what she wanted, and she had been praying for a child for years.“It’s almost over,” Margot whispered as she closed her eyes.As she lay down, the weight of the past few months slowly began to lift, replaced by a sense of calm and relief. She knew that the coming days would still hold challenges, but with her family by her side, she felt stronger and even more prepared to face whatever came next.In the quiet room, Margot’s breathing slowed as she slipped into a deep sleep.A few hours later, Margot woke up to a loud
Margot shrugged as she watched Harry walk away. She didn’t expect to see him, especially when she was having lunch with her parents and friends. After a couple of months, Margot’s baby bump became slightly noticeable, although it might still take some time for people to tell her she was pregnant.In two months, Margot was glad when Harry stopped pestering and sending her gifts. She was grateful she didn’t have to waste her time on him and focused on her newly opened business instead. The company she started was meant to rival Harry’s project, and as she expected, Margot managed to blow a good hit on her husband’s pride when her restaurant became more famous than his.“Did he come to complain?” she muttered, shaking her head.“Miss Vanders!”Margot turned around and saw the person behind her successful business. A smile curled on her lips as she walked toward him. “Chef Gardner,” she greeted, smiling from ear to ear.“You’re late,” Bruce j
“What do you mean the sales dropped?!” Harry slammed his hands on the table, glaring at everyone inside the meeting room. “This can’t be happening. Do whatever it is that needs to be done. I can’t fail on this one,” he grumbled, leaning his back on his seat.Everything has been going smoothly since the new branch opened. Harry was expecting it would continue until he received the latest report of the sales. He couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the decrease in profit.“Hah! If you’ve tried harder to get Bruce Gardner, this wouldn’t even happen. How come you can’t even take care of such an easy task?” Harry lashed out at his secretary.John, his new secretary after Nadine was fired, handed a report. “About that… It seems to me that Bruce Gardner accepted another offer,” he said.Harry snatched the folder and read the contents of the report. “WHAT?! He’s the chef of the rival business in front of us? Who would even dare to cha
“You will regret this, Margot. You’ll be crawling back to me, and guess what? No matter how much you beg, I won’t give a shit,” Harry said before leaving.Margot let out a sigh when Harry left. She couldn’t be more relieved seeing his back.“Are you alright?” Rosaline asked, sitting down on the empty seat.“Hmm. I guess,” Margot responded, rubbing her chest. “It doesn’t hurt that much. Maybe because I’m moving on… Though I won’t deny that I sometimes wish all of this didn’t happen. If only he didn’t cheat, maybe we’ll be happy now,” she continued, her voice fading.“But everything happens for a reason,” Margot added and smiled. “Let’s just say that even if he didn’t cheat on me in the past, he might still do it in the future. So, I’m also grateful that I found out in just three years. Some wives out there had to endure decades of deception, blinded by love and responsibility. I’m just glad I managed to make up my mind and letting go was the best c
“Flowers?”Margot peeked through the window and frowned when she saw a truck delivering flowers. “I didn’t order any,” she said, her expression turning sour when a certain someone came to mind.“Rosaline, can you tell them to return everything before they can unload those?” Margot said, sighing.Rosaline nodded and turned around to leave, but halted when she remembered something. “You don’t like flowers?” she asked.Shaking her head, Margot replied. “Not recently. You know, the person who always shoved flowers on my face is your brother,” she quietly laughed. “I used to find it romantic, but now that I know why he kept sending me flowers, it made me dislike the idea of getting them, especially from him,” Margot mumbled. “He used to give me a bunch of them when he’s trying to apologize for something,” she continued.Rosaline covered her mouth. “Oh! He sent quite a lot this time,” she muttered.“Yeah. But it won’t change my mind,”
“Damn it, Margot. Why aren’t you picking up?” Harry grumbled, throwing his phone on the bed. He was trying to call his wife and have a chat with her like how he did in the past. As much as he didn’t want to do it, Harry had to take his chances to get Margot's trust back.“Hah! Fine. Once the new project is a success, I’ll give you the divorce you want so much. Let’s see if you can do anything if I have the board on my side,” he sneered, pulling out his hair in frustration.He glared at his surroundings, hating the fact that he had to live in the small condo he bought with his money. He thought that if Margot wasn’t being stubborn, she might have bought him the unit when he asked, and he wouldn’t have to spend a dime.“I know she still loves me. She even defied her father for me. I just need to be nice to her again and promise I won’t do it again, then she’ll forgive me.” Harry laughed, imagining Margot’s expression when she was done playing