A Perfect Widow — Episode 8

Okay. I'll drink it. It's good. I need to handle some work. I'll be in the study for a while. Go to bed early, honey. You don't need to stay up for me.

Okay, honey. You should come to bed early, too. I will. Who the hell wants me dead? Is it Adrian, the rival who's always wanted to take over my company?

or one of the executives I fired who's been holding a grudge, but how could they have gotten access to my personal car? And how would they know about my nightly glass of juice? And planting that chemically treated wire

would require someone with regular, long-term access to my car. Someone who could come and go from my garage freely. Someone close enough to set all of this up without raising suspicion.

Could it really be you, Vivian? We've been married for three years. years we've always loved and respected each other, why would you want me dead? What could I have done to make you hate me this much? But no matter how much I want to believe

I can't ignore this many coincidences. I have to find out the truth.