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Hello darling. How are you feeling? Do you know where you are? You're in the hospital. You collapsed after dinner. I rushed you here, but the doctor's say it doesn't look good. You're having massive organ failure and they can't figure out why. Well, I know why. I have a little secret, dear husband.
I've been putting something in your food for a while. Slowly destroying your insides. Why? For the money of course! You're incredibly rich and I'm sick of being a trophy wife. I'm going to make good use of all of your money once you're gone. The doctors will never figure it out.
I'll be rich, and you'll be gone.
