Synopsis :
Victoria Barnett has it all.
A great career. A handsome and loving husband. A beautiful home in the suburbs and a plan to fill it with children. Life is perfect—or so it seems.
Then she’s in a terrible accident… and everything falls apart.
Now Victoria is unable to walk. She can’t feed or dress herself. She can’t even speak. She is confined to the top floor of her house with twenty-four-hour care.
Sylvia Robinson is hired by Victoria’s husband to help care for her. But it turns out Victoria isn’t as impaired as Sylvia was led to believe. There’s a story Victoria desperately wants to tell... if only she could get out the words.
Then Sylvia discovers Victoria’s diary hidden away in a drawer.
And what’s inside is shocking.
This is what I say :
While it was pretty suspense reading The Wife Upstairs, it was also pretty sad.
Actually, the plot is rather simple. The story was told from 2 POV, Sylvia and Victoria. Victoria's POV was prior to her accident. Sylvia's POV is present.
The suspense is how the accident came about. It was pretty clear who caused it but then there were some areas that are rather grey too. And because it's from Victoria's POV, we cant really believe it as from what we read of Freida's previous titles, actual happenings can be misleading from one's POV.
And of course, true to Freida's style, she will have something else up her sleeve right up to the very last sentence.
Hint : I started by saying it's also a pretty sad read. That's because one character that I was hoping to be the knight in shinning armor died.






