Betrayal Behind Closed DoorsUpdated at Oct 9, 2024, 09:00
I woke up at around midnight to have a drink of water.
Strange sounds came from the nanny's room.
I peeked through the door crack and saw my husband entwined with her in bed.
Anger consumed me.
As I was about to shove the door open and confront them, I heard my husband say: "Has she been taking her meds lately?"
His tone was icy, sending chills down my spine.
"Rest assured. I make sure she takes the laced meds every day. She's incredibly weak right now and won't last long! Once she dies, what's hers will all be ours!"
I covered my mouth in shock and took a step back, only to accidentally step on my son's toy.
It made a loud click!
There was a brief silence in the room, followed by a flurry of footsteps.
The footsteps were approaching!
What should I do?