I squared my shoulders and said, “But I’m still your wife. I have all the right to demand an explanation from you.”
“You call yourself a wife when you couldn’t bear an heir for me? Stop messing around, Pauline.”
I held onto the sleeve of his shirt, stopping him. “Don’t put all the blame on me. You’re so unfair!”
Suddenly, Sebastian hastily grabbed both of my arms and shoved me against the wall. His eyes were like daggers, cutting me into bits. I fought hard to squirm free from his hold until he pushed me down to the floor. I gasped in horror and crossed my hand onto my stomach. He had never been violent until now, and it scared me. I couldn’t even move.
In gritted teeth, Sebastian snarled, “Stay away from Hillary and my child. I swear I’m going to kill you if anything happens to them!”
I could not believe what I heard. I watched Sebastian storm out of the room. For a moment, I felt like my tear ducts had opened, causing tears to flow nonstop. Gathering all my remaining strength, I pulled the luggage and disorientedly packed my stuff. I’ve had enough of his inhumane treatment! More than anything else, I should protect myself and another soul. Swiftly, I6 took a pregnancy test kit from my purse and held it against my chest.
Darkness welcomed me as I stepped inside my apartment. I switched the light on and pulled the luggage toward the compact living room. Emptiness and loneliness flooded through me as I looked around the house. It seemed like yesterday when my parents gifted me this place on my 18th birthday.
Sebastian once told me that Mom and Dad had been living in another state since we got married. I’m not allowed to see or talk to them as it was stipulated in our billion-dollar contract. I lost contact with them. I didn’t even know where exactly they reside now. For the record, I am not mad at them. Instead, I missed them so badly.
Letting out a tired huff, I gently caressed my belly. In nine months, I would see my bundle of joy, and I was scared and excited. Too bad, Sebastian would never get a chance to see our child. I squeezed my eyes shut and hummed a lullaby—the very song my mother used to sing to me. I cherished the moment for a while until my phone buzzed. I fluttered my eyes open, fished for the gadget in my purse, and saw Sebastian’s name on the screen. Rage surged through me as I recall the way he threatened me back in the penthouse.