“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
“My husband is cheating on me,” Margot blurted out as soon as the doctor had taken his seat in front of her. After knowing about Harry’s illicit affair, she could no longer take it so she decided to book an appointment with the Psychiatrist she met at the bar. Margot was almost relieved when Harry managed to clear her misunderstanding between him and Linda, but to think she was right about him cheating after all took a toll on her emotional health.“I wanted to kill him! Earlier, when making his favorite breakfast, I was thinking of putting a liter of bleach on his food and drink. Then maybe he’d start babbling the truth from his bubbling mouth, no?” she continued, clutching her dress and shaking her legs.“But last night… I also had the urge to strangle him to death. Doctor, do you th
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 emptied the snot off her nose after crying into her doctor’s chest. She was happy when someone was willing to listen to all her worries without judging her and why she made such decisions in life. But after crying for almost an hour, she suddenly realized that what she had done before her doctor was embarrassing. “I’m sorry… And thank you,” Margot whispered as she pinched her arm. She started developing new habits after she found out about her illness and Harry’s infidelity. Leo noticed them too and couldn’t help but worry about his patient. “Don’t do that, Margot. You’re hurting yourself,” he said, taking out his hanky and wiping the blood off her scratched arm. “And stop biting your fingernails when you’re overthinking. Try doing something else that’s safe. These new habits of yours will only cause you harm,” he added, putting a bandaid on every scratch she had made in her arms. “Something like what? Do you suggest I follow my husband secretly and watch his every move? Then
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