Wages of Jealousy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 9

Even as I glared at Linda, she still acted as if she were already my mother-in-law. She said, "From now on, I'll hold on to your phone. You'll need my permission to spend on anything. Otherwise, you'll never save a dime for your wedding gift. How do you expect to marry my son if you don't have any?" I looked into her narrow, cloudy eyes and wondered if she was sick in the head. "Who said I wanted to marry your son? I hired you to be my caregiver and nothing more. Remember who you are." Linda slammed the towel onto the table. "You still think you can afford to be picky with your condition? I'm a good woman, and I can overlook your crippled leg. As long as you can still have children, I'll take you as my daughter-in-law." I was not going to waste any more time arguing with her, so I pulled the blanket over myself and tried to sleep. However, she yanked the blanket away. "Watch your attitude when your mother-in-law is talking to you. I'll let it slide because of your leg. Now ha

The agency owner hung up in a fury after that conversation. When Linda came back carrying the thermos, I immediately questioned her. "Who gave you the right to say you're my mother?!" Linda frowned as she poured me a glass of water. "A mother-in-law is practically your mother. Don't you know that?" She was still lost in her own world and refused to listen to reason. I could not help but laugh in anger. Wendy was supposed to arrive soon, so I took my medicine with the water and stopped talking to Linda. But maybe it was the medication, I fell asleep not long after I lay down. When I was half-asleep, I felt someone lifting me out of bed. I opened my eyes just to see Linda's old face grinning at me. She was even holding my ID and health insurance card. "Come on, my new daughter-in-law. We're going home. I've already handled your discharge paperwork." "Impossible! The doctor hasn't cleared me to leave!" I cried out. Linda smiled smugly. "And you can't discharge just because

Repeatedly, Caleb swung the folding chair at Wendy and Linda as if it weighed nothing. Every blow that landed on the two women made a sickening thud. They could only scream and cry as he hit them. "It's me! It's Wendy! I'm your cousin! Why are you hitting me? Stop!" Even Linda's voice no longer sounded the same because of the pain. "What are you doing?! Go to your new bride! Why are you hitting me? Ow!" The more they begged, the harder he hit them. A strange smile appeared on his face. He didn't throw the chair aside until neither of them had the strength to stand or even make a sound. I could see his eyes were filled with madness. I dragged my broken leg and scrambled backward. Seeing me retreat, he grabbed me by the back of my collar. I squeezed my eyes shut in terror, convinced I had finally run into a real psychopath and there was nothing else but to die. To my surprise, he did not do anything else. Instead, he held out one hand. Before I could open my eyes, he spoke. H

I still remembered our teachers saying we were like twins. We even went to the bathroom together between classes. We had known each other for more than ten years. We went to the same university, interviewed for jobs together after graduation, spent weekends together, binge-watched dramas together, and even followed the same celebrities. What kind of grudge could she possibly have against me? The more I thought about it, the less sense it made. I went over every detail from that night and still could not figure out why Wendy had done it. I contacted our high school classmates and every friend we usually spent time with, trying to find some reason Wendy had treated me this way. When my dad came back to the hospital, a police officer came with him. Dad said the police had opened a case because they had security footage from the hospital and the parking garage. The officer looked at me in the hospital bed with a stern expression and said, "We've followed the leads you gave us

"Don't get cocky, Ellen! I still have a chance! As long as I'm still alive, I'll always have another one! Sooner or later, I'll make everyone see what you really are! Then we'll see who still buys your act!" As the police dragged her away, Wendy looked back at me with a vicious grin. "I had someone compare your horoscope with my cousin's. They said you're a perfect match. Just wait! My aunt will come for you sooner or later." Watching Wendy rant like a madwoman, I suddenly found her to be so pitiful. She had been part of my entire youth, my very best friend. I had never known that she found our friendship so ugly. Still, her warning proved useful. A few days later, the police spotted Linda sneaking around near my home. When they caught her, Linda screamed in panic. "The police are bullying an old woman! Is that all you're good for?!" When she saw me, she shouted even louder. "So it's you, you witch! I knew you were no good! You called the police on your own mother-in-law?