# Chapter 38: The Trigger Pulled
Hello everyone, it’s me again! How are you all doing? I hope you’re ready for another whirlwind of tension, because today I’m guiding you through Chapter 38 of *The Housemaid’s Secret* — a chapter that ends with a bang. Literally. So settle in, hold your breath, and let’s walk through the terrifying moments that unfold when Millie finds herself holding a gun in her trembling hands.
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The gun is in Millie’s hand, and it feels impossibly light — too easy to turn, too simple to point. Even as she pushes open the guest bedroom door, a small voice in the back of her mind warns her: *Put down the gun, Millie. Handle this without it. You’re making a terrible mistake.* But it’s too late. The door is open, and the scene before her steals the air from her lungs.
Douglas has Wendy pressed against the wall. His hands are wrapped around her throat, squeezing with a rage that knows no mercy. Wendy’s face is slowly turning blue, her mouth agape in a silent scream that will never come. Her feet dangle barely above the floor, her body weakening with every passing second. Millie realizes in horror: he is actually trying to kill her. Right here, in the guest bedroom of their own home.
Time warps. Millie’s mind races. She can’t just stand here and watch someone die. But she’s learned from her past mistakes. She has the gun, yes, but she has no intention of killing him. The *threat* should be enough. She’ll point it at him, make him let Wendy go, and then call the police. Simple. Clean. Nothing like last time.
*You can do this, Millie. Don’t hurt him. Just make him let her go.*
She barks his name — “Douglas!” — and the command comes out sharp and desperate: *“Let her go!”* She expects him to flinch, to back away, to stammer some phony apology like he always does. But Douglas doesn’t budge. His fingers stay locked around Wendy’s throat, squeezing harder, as if the presence of a gun means nothing to him. Wendy manages a gurgling sound — a sick, wet noise that sends a chill down Millie’s spine.
So Millie raises the gun and points it at his chest. Her arm shakes. Her voice trembles. “I mean it. Let her go, or I’ll shoot.”
But Douglas isn’t hearing her. His eyes are wild — unhinged, a man completely possessed by the need to end this, right here, right now. And then, the worst thing happens: Wendy stops clawing at his wrists. Her body goes limp. She’s fading fast. There is no more time for negotiation. No more warnings. If Millie doesn’t do something in the next few seconds, Douglas will kill her. And Millie will have let it happen — she will have stood there, gun in hand, and done nothing.
“I swear to God,” she croaks, tears stinging her eyes, “I’m going to shoot if you don’t let her go!”
But he doesn’t. He just keeps squeezing.
There is no choice. Only one action left.
Millie pulls the trigger.
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The sound of the gunshot rips through the apartment — louder than she ever imagined, loud enough to echo through neighboring walls, though perhaps not all the way through the soundproof luxury of this penthouse. For a heartbeat, everything is silent. Then Douglas goes slack. His fingers release Wendy’s neck, and she collapses to her knees, coughing and crying and clutching her throat. Her husband lies motionless on the plush carpet beside her. Slowly, a pool of crimson begins to spread beneath him, staining the white fibers red.
*Oh no. Not again.*
The gun slips from Millie’s fingers, landing with a heavy thump on the floor. She stands frozen, staring at Douglas Garrick’s motionless body. His eyes are half-open, glazed, unseeing. The puddle of blood keeps growing. She meant to shoot him in the shoulder — to wound him, to force him to release Wendy, not to kill him. But she missed. And now a man is dead. Again.
Everything that happens next — the sirens, the questions, the secrets — is still to come. All Millie feels in this moment is the weight of the trigger she pulled and the life she just ended, staring up at her from the floor.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
Oh, my heart is pounding just writing this. This chapter is a masterclass in impossible choices and accumulated trauma. We watch Millie try so hard to do the right thing — to not become the person she was before, to use the threat rather than the bullet — but fate forces her hand. The moment she screams "I swear to God" and then pulls the trigger is absolutely devastating. We feel her desperation, her horror, and that sinking realization that history is repeating itself. It’s raw, brutal, and brilliantly paced. I’m on the edge of my seat — and I need the next chapter immediately.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
With Douglas dead and Wendy barely alive, Millie’s nightmare is far from over. I predict the next chapter will explode into chaos — police arriving, Wendy trying to piece together the truth while recovering, and Millie being forced to explain why she was holding a gun in the first place. And let’s not forget the darker secrets lurking in the shadows: the files, the lies, the real reason Millie was hired. Wendy’s survival will open a floodgate of confessions, and someone else may be watching — waiting to pin everything on Millie. The walls are closing in.
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