Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival

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The room was heavy with tension as Marlene and her mother, Mary, sat across from each other, a palpable unease hanging in between them, Mary’s expression was cold, and distant, her eyes fixed on Marlene with a mixture of anger and disappointment.

Marlene shifted uncomfortably in her seat, keenly aware of the anger and disappointment that churned in her mother. The events of the previous day lingered like a dark cloud over their relationship, and Marlene knew that she needed to clear things up as soon as possible because her mother was the onl person that she could trust,

Steeling herself, she broke the heavy silence that enveloped them. “Mother, I… I know you must be upset with me, and I understand that you have every reason to be. What I did to you yesterday is absolutely unacceptable, but is there anything I can do to make things right? Is there something I can do so we can put that incident behind us?”

Mary’s gaze bore into Marlene, her features tense with barely concealed anger as she spoke. “Make things right? How could you even begin to imagine that after what you did, Marlene? You do realize that if that servant woman had not come in on time, I wouldn’t be sitting here in front of you, alive because you my dear, would have killed me.”

Marlene’s heart sank at her mother’s words, a pang of guilt and regret twisting in her chest. She knew that her actions had cut deep, and had shattered even more the already fragile bond that held them together. Desperation crept into her voice as she pleaded with Mary, knowing that without her mother, she might actually end up losing her mind. “Mother, please, tell me what I can do to make amends. I can’t bear the thought of losing you, mom. I don’t have anyone else on my side, and even though I can’t explain what happened yesterday, I need you to please forgive me.”

Mary scoffed, a bitter edge to her tone as she retorted. “Perhaps you could start by helping me erase the image of my own daughter nearly strangling me to death from my mind. How could you do that to me Marlene? How could you betray me in such a violent way? What in the world got into you to make yo act like that? Did you finally snap and lose your mind?”

With a trembling voice, she reached out to Mary, her eyes pleading for forgiveness, “Mom, I… I honestly don’t know what came over me. I’m still so confused by everything that happened. All I know

is that I was consumed by anger, and I just reacted without thinking. I didn’t even realize what I

Mary’s expression turned even more serious as she stared at Marlene with a skeptical look on her face. “Tell me the truth, Marlene, are you doing drugs? Have you started to overdose on pills you know you shouldn’t be taking?” she asked.

Marlene let out a tired sigh. “You already know that I don’t take drugs, mom. I would never get involved with drugs. I don’t know if it’s the pressure or whatever else that’s bothering me, but lately, I feel like I’m slowly losing my mind,” she explained, making her frustrations known. “I’m starting to feel like I’m in a hurry mom, almost like my time is running out and I need to get things in order as soon as possible before my time’s up. The anxiousness is slowly making me lose my mind, and I don’t know what to do.”

Mary looked at Marlene for a while, trying to sense how honest she was being. She knew that her daughter had the tendency to be manipulative, so she wanted to make sure that Marlene wasn’t trying to lie her way out of taking responsibility for almost killing her

“When did it start?” she asked, realizing that Marlene wasn’t lying.

“I can’t say for sure, mother. It was after I lost the baby that everything just felt different, and since then, my anxiety keeps getting worse, and I lose control of myself more often than before,” Marlene answered, and Mary sighed.

“Just how terrible is it? I mean, I can tell that it is quite terrible seeing how you almost killed me, but is there anything else you’ve done that is extreme?” she questioned.

Marlene hesitated to respond, unsure of how to tell her mother that she had almost slit her wrist again. She already knew how Mary was going to react if she told her that she almost killed herself, and she wasn’t ready to deal with her mother’s terrible solution to suicidal people.

When Mary noticed that Marlene wasn’t responding, she’d conclude that Marlene was keeping from h how bad she had gotten. “You know you’ve never been normal, right Marlene?” she asked, taking Marlene by surprise with her sudden question.

“I mean, you were a child who has tried to end her life multiple times in the past, and I should have thrown you into a mental hospital when you started cutting yourself, but I didn’t. Do you remember what I told you back then concerning why I won’t throw you in a mental hospital?” she asked.

Marlene nodded slowly. “I remember, mom,” she answered.

“And what did I tell you?” Mary asked.

“You told me that the minute I allowed myself to be known as crazy, everything I worked for would become non–existent, and you didn’t want me to lose out on living up to my potential,” Marlene

answered, and Mary nodded her head.

“That is exactly it, Marlene. I didn’t keep you from becoming a crazy child, just for you to become a crazy woman. You’re about to achieve everything you worked hard for, Marlene. Starting from Amber being in a coma, to your father rotting in jail like the good for nothing he is,” she said.

“Everything is going exactly how you want it to, meaning that the universe is on your side. So, stop

speaking negatively into your life by mentioning that you’re losing your mind.”

“If you don’t stop thinking that you’re unwell, you’ll continue to act out the way you did yesterday,

and Amber and Elena will end up defeating us. You don’t want that to happen, now do you?” She

questioned.

“Of course not, mother. I don’t ever want to lose to Amber, but right now, I don’t know what to do. I

want to kill her, but I hear she’s dying already, so I can only wait till she eventually dies,”

Marlene explained.

Mary scoffed. “You don’t count your chickens until they’ve hatched my dear. If it’s true that Amber is on the verge of joining the other side, then it’s only right that we help her leave quickly,” she

said.

“I already looked into it, mom and apparently, Richard had guards at the door at every point in time.

I can’t get in to end her myself,” Marlene told her.

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Mary cackled before responding excitedly. “You might not be able to get in as Marlene, but who says being a nurse can’t get you in? Just leave it to me dear, I’ll prepare everything, and all you’ll have to do is a clean job. And you’ll get the satisfaction of ending the life of your worst enemy.”

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