Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival

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Marlene, cloaked in a nurse’s uniform, skulked outside Amber’s hospital room, her anticipation building with each passing moment. Today was finally the day when everything that she wanted would come to pass, and she couldn’t wait for her biggest wish to finally come true.

She had meticulously planned every detail, waiting for the opportune moment to carry out her sinister

time was ripe to

deed. With a glimpse earlier confirming Amber’s comatose state, Marlene knew the

execute her malevolent plan.

As the hall of the VIP room that Amber was in cleared and silence enveloped the corridor, Marlene seized her chance. She slipped into the room without being seen, her eyes fixated on Amber, lying motionless amidst a maze of medical apparatus.

A twisted smile crept across her lips, the anticipation of revenge fueling her every move.

Approaching Amber’s bedside, Marlene’s laughter echoed eerily in the sterile room. With a chilling tóne, she whispered, “Hello, Amber, guess who’s here to see you. It’s me, your favorite little sister, who you used to love so very much,” she whispered with a maniac smile plastered on her face.

Her fingers traced Amber’s unconscious form, relishing the moment of power and Amber’s vulnerability

“I can’t believe the day has finally arrived,” Marlene taunted. “To see you so vulnerable, so utterly defenseless–it’s poetic justice. After all these years, the heavens are finally giving me an opportunity to end you. Can you believe it, sister?”

With each word, Marlene’s delusions of superiority grew, fueled by years of resentment and bitterness. She leaned in closer, her breath chilling against Amber’s skin. “From the beginning, it should have been clear that only one of us deserves to live, and it certainly isn’t you. You watched me try to kill myself, and you let it happen instead of dying first and taking my place like the good sister you pretended to be.” This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Her words hung in the air, thick with contempt. Marlene reveled in the imagined victory, savoring the thought of Amber’s demise. In her twisted mind, this was the culmination of years of simmering hatred, a moment of triumph long overdue.

Amber lay perfectly still, her breathing steady, as Marlene’s deranged monologue filled the room. Though her eyes remained closed, her mind buzzed with calculated precision. This was the moment st

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Amber lay perfectly still, her breathing steady, as Marlene’s deranged monologue filled the room. Though her eyes remained closed, her mind buzzed with calculated precision. This was the moment st had been waiting for–the chance to turn the tables on her treacherous sister.

She knew that the hospital security, as well as the police who were in charge of watching over her, were most likely already aware that Marlene was in the room with her. But just like she had planned, she was waiting for Marlene to do something before proceeding with what she had in mind.

With each word Marlene uttered over her head, Amber’s resolve hardened. She had meticulously orchestrated this trap, knowing that Marlene’s blind hatred would be her downfall. Now, all she had to do was wait for the opportune moment to strike.

As Marlene’s fingers trailed through her hair, Amber fought to suppress the shiver of revulsion that threatened to betray her facade. Every instinct screamed for her to lash out, to reveal her ruse, and to confront her sister head–on. But she held herself back.

Marlene’s hands trembled as she surveyed the array of machines surrounding Amber’s motionless form Her heart raced with anticipation, a twisted thrill coursing through her veins as she contemplated the final act of her revenge.

With a savage determination, she reached out, fingers grasping at wires and cables with reckless abandon. Each pull sent a jolt of satisfaction coursing through her.

But as Marlene’s frenzy reached its peak, a gnawing doubt crept into her mind. Why was Amber’s bod not responding as expected? Where was the sign of life slipping away from Amber, like she expected?

Frustration bubbled in Marlene, mingling with the tendrils of fear that clawed at the edges of her consciousness. She needed this to be over, she needed Amber to pay for the years of torment she hac endured, and she also needed to hurry up and get out of there as soon as possible.

With a desperate resolve, Marlene turned her attention to the oxygen mask that covered Amber’s face. With a swift motion, she ripped it away, her breath catching in her throat as she leaned in closer, searching for any sign of life. She wanted to make sure that Amber was no longer breathing, but to her shock, her gaze met Amber’s, and a shockwave of horror rippled through her core.

Amber’s eyes snapped open.

Panic seized Marlene’s heart as she recoiled from the sudden movement, her mind struggling to comprehend thé impossible truth before her. Amber was awake. Conscious. And she had been aware of he presence all along.

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Before sne could react, Amper surgea rorwara, pulling a syringe from under ner pack. vvitп a swift motion, she plunged it into Marlene’s neck, the sharp sting piercing through her haze of shock, much

to Amber’s satisfaction.

Marlene stumbled backward, a guttural cry tearing from her lips as she clawed at the foreign object embedded in her flesh. Panic coursed through her veins, and she couldn’t understand what was

happening around her or how Amber was awake and not in a coma.

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Has she been tricked? Did she dig her own grave? She wondered to herself, struggling to believe that

Amber could trick her.

But as Marlene’s world spun out of control and her body started to react to the content of the

injection, she found herself confronted by the harsh reality. Amber was not the helpless victim she

had believed her to be–she had been a predator, lying in wait for the perfect moment to strike.

With trembling limbs, Marlene turned to face her sister, her voice a mere whisper against the pain

that engulfed her bones. “How… how is this possible? How dare you?”

But Amber only smiled, a knowing glint in her eyes as she rose from the bed, her movements fluid and purposeful. With a sense of satisfaction, she counted to five, her gaze never leaving Marlene’s

stricken form.

And as the final number fell from her lips, Marlene’s body seized, her muscles betraying her as they succumbed to the paralysis caused by the injection.

“Did you really think you could outsmart me, Marlene?” she hissed. “You underestimated me, little one, just like you always have.”