All Chapters of The Good Wife's Enemy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Margot stared at nothing in particular. She had been sitting in the driver’s seat of her car for minutes. Dr. Vivian’s voice kept ringing in her head and it felt like a dream to hear the result of her pregnancy test.“Congratulations! You’re five weeks pregnant,” Dr. Vivian informed her after.Margot was hoping for it to happen for years and she was undoubtedly happy about it. The only problem was Harry, the father of her baby. She was ready to send him to hell when the baby appeared in the picture, making her think twice about revenge.“What should I do now?” Margot asked herself, placing her hand on her not-so-noticeable baby bump.She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn’t hear the phone ringing. It took her another couple of minutes before realizing that someone was calling. Margot checked her phone when it rang again for the nth time. A tear fell from her eye when she saw Linda’s name flashing on the screen.“Sweetheart! Finally, you answered. Are you busy?” Linda asked as so

After talking to Leo, Margot dropped by the supermarket to buy groceries and other ingredients. She decided to be extra careful while continuing to work on her revenge. She had to delay the final strike but it was fine as long as she could keep the baby safe.While being pregnant could be her weakness, Margot thought she just had to hide it from Harry, just like how she hid her cancer diagnosis before. Although it would be impossible to hide the bump after a few months, she wanted to keep her pregnancy a secret as long as possible.“What the hell is he doing here?” Margot blurted out when saw her husband in the living room when she came home. She raised her brow as she walked past him and headed to the kitchen.“Margot,” Harry called, following behind. “We need to talk,” he added, trying to get her attention.Margot hummed and started sorting her groceries and veggies. She didn’t want to listen or even talk to him so she remained quiet.“Fine. I’m sorry,” Harry continued when his wife

“Margot!” Linda headed toward her stepdaughter with an open arms. “I thought you’re not coming. I’m surprised that you even prepared this party for that guy,” she commented, pouting as she gently bumped her cheek against Margot’s.“I’m quite surprised myself. Well, I made a preparation months ago so let it be,” Margot responded, keeping a playful smile on her lips.Linda shook her head and took a sip from her glass. “Let’s enjoy the night then,” she remarked and grinned. “Your dad said he can’t come, I hope you don’t mind. He has business to take care of.”“No problem. It’s a shame he won’t witness the show tonight but I don’t want him to get mad if something happens,” Margot kept smiling when a waiter passed by, inviting her to get a glass of champagne. She was about to take it when Linda stopped her.“Oh, no. You’re not drinking, sweetie. How about an orange juice?” Linda suggested, telling the waiter to bring an orange juice for Margot instead. “You see, you just recently left the h

“Are you sure you’re fine? I don’t think Harry will stay quiet after what happened,” Linda said over the call. She had to take care of the guests thus she couldn’t follow Margot who left the venue.Margot hummed. She was taking off her earrings in front of the mirror after turning on the speaker of her phone. “I’m fine, Mom. Thanks for taking care of the rest. You can continue having the party once the jerk left. I’d feel bad if the guests couldn’t enjoy the food and drink after coming tonight,” she replied and started brushing her hair.“Don’t worry about it. Harry left after you did that’s why I’m calling. What if he loses his mind and does something to hurt you? I don’t want to repeat the incident before,” Linda sighed. “Make sure to lock the door and don’t let that guy inside.”Margot frowned when she heard a loud thud downstairs. She locked the door but Harry still had a spare key to the house. “I think it’s too late. He’s back,” she told her stepmother.“Goodness! Should I call

Margot stumbled out of bed as soon as the light of dawn filtered through the curtains. Her hand covered her mouth instinctively while making her way to the bathroom. She held her breath as the familiar surge of nausea hit her hard. Margot’s eyes widened when she barely made it on time.“Urk!”She retched, kneeling by the toilet, her body convulsing with each heave. The sound of her vomiting echoed through the walls of the bathroom, filling her ears with the painful grunts she had to overcome.Margot blinked her teary eyes when the nausea subsided. She lifted her shaking hand and reached out to flush the toilet. The water went wooshing, swirling and gurgling the remnants of her morning sickness.“I made it,” Margot huffed, leaning her back against the cool bathroom wall. She shut her eyes and took a deep breath, calming her nerves. The room fell silent once again, making her want to go back to bed.A few minutes later, Margot got up and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was pal