After waking up, Charlie was outside preparing breakfast for me. I picked up my phone and called back.
The same woman answered again.
"Who are you? What's your purpose in making this call!?"
"Nyla, haven't you noticed? Your husband has always wanted to kill you."
I took a deep breath, trying my best to stay calm. "My husband and I are very much in love. There's no need for you to try to drive a wedge between us."
The woman on the other end of the line laughed maniacally. "Why don't you go see what your husband is really up to?"
After saying this, she hung up the phone.
I tried calling back, but the phone was turned off.
I muttered something about her being crazy, but I couldn't resist the urge to see what Charlie was doing outside.
I gently opened the door a crack and saw him making milk for me.
After pouring the milk powder into the cup, he pulled out a box of pills from his pocket!
I watched as my husband poured the pills into the glass, stirring them until they completely dissolved. A strange smile appeared on his face.
I covered my mouth and hid in the room, trembling all over.
Charlie skillfully drugged my milk, his movements practiced and precise.
"Nyla, sleepyhead, it's time to get up."