“You think that by ending my pregnancy, it’s all over?”
Leaning close, her smile was brimming with arrogance:
“As long as his love belongs to me, you can take away as many children as you want, he’ll only love me more.
“Lately, he’s been even more devoted. I should thank you for your help, sister.”
Her high-slit top revealed her flawless neck and the swell of her chest.
Countless hickeys declared again and again—
how completely Ethan had once adored this girl.
She pressed a hand to her flat belly, pride radiating from her expression.
“Too bad. I’m pregnant again.”
I calmly sipped my coffee. She plopped herself down on my custom-made sofa, propping her chin in her hands.
“I heard you’ve been married three years without a child.
“And when you finally had one…”
Her laughter rang sharp.
“Ha! You couldn’t even keep it!
“Sometimes, you really can’t blame men.”
The clink of porcelain against the table was followed by her scream.
The bodyguards watched in silence as Natalie clutched her stomach, blood seeping between her legs.
“Sophia Summers! You’ll die a miserable death!”
Her wails echoed as the bodyguards dragged her out.
“Sophia! Aren’t you afraid Ethan will take revenge on you?”