He must know what kind of place it was, especially for a demented elderly person.

But this was exactly what I wanted. Suffering in a nursing home might be more terrifying than death.

In response to Vernon's request for reconciliation, I pretended to be extremely happy, "What are you talking about? We didn't even argue, so there's no need for reconciliation."

Some time passed.

Vernon found me, "Stella, what happened to the money our parents left you? I want to invest in a project that is guaranteed to make money, and then we can live a good life together."

But I was destined to disappoint him.

"Ah? I just invested that money in a project a few days ago, I'm really sorry."

In an instant, Vernon's face turned dark.

I knew he won't believe it, but I did invest in a project.

And his disbelief would make him desperate.

These days, when Vernon went out, I secretly put a bug in his clothes.

One night, when Vernon and Tina were intimate, I overheard their conversation.

"Sweetie, Stella seems to be preparing to divorce me."

"No, I haven't received the money yet. I can't let her divorce me. I'd better take her out! You do this first and then..."

Time flew by, and it was the day they executed the plan.

When Vernon handed me a glass of water, I remembered their plan.

"This glass of water will make me lose my intuition to die. After I die, my best friend, Tina, will come out and make a false testimony, saying that I am the murderer who poisoned my mother-in-law. I committed suicide due to the guilt of conscience. I have no relatives, so no one will stand up for me, and they can easily get the money."

I took the water handed to me by Vernon and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Vernon, will I die after drinking this glass of water?"

He looked anxious and said, "What are you joking about, Stella? I only brought you the water because I saw that you were thirsty. Drink it quickly."

"Oh, then why don't you drink it first to show me?"

Upon hearing this, Vernon was first stunned, and then his face turned fierce.

"Damn, I originally wanted you to die quietly. Since you already know, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Saying that, he was about to pounce on me.

Unexpectedly, he fell to the ground, and I walked slowly towards him.

"Vernon, since I already know, how could I let you have your way? I added something to the water I handed you just now. The taste is not bad, right?"