"Bernice, you're despicable! When did you install cameras? You had no right to spy on me!"
I let out a cold laugh and slapped her across the face so hard the crack echoed off the walls.
"You're a shameless tramp who threw herself into another woman's husband's bed. You think you're worth spying on?"
"This is my house. I don't need your permission to put up a camera."
Mamie's body swayed sideways, and she collapsed against the coffee table. Glass exploded across the living room floor with an ear-splitting crash.
She pressed her palms into the shards, blood welling between her fingers, and turned those pitiful, doe-like eyes toward Oliver.
"Oliver, it's not what it looks like. I only did it because I love you so much. I just wanted us to be together openly..."
"Shut your mouth!"
Oliver stood frozen, his gaze locked on my stomach. A long, terrible silence passed before his eyes drifted to the lab report.
Then he seized Mamie by the collar and hauled her up to his face.
"You poisonous bitch. I went out of my way to help you with your so-called treatment, and you repaid me by poisoning my wife and killing my child? Do you even have a soul?"
His hand closed around her throat.