The Incubator Wife's Revenge

e slowly morphing into disbelief, and then into o

h condescension. "You' re divorcing me over a do

my voice eerily calm. "The dog was just the last

and protect me. He had promised we would be a team, that he would always have my back. I looked at him now, this str

und the opulent room. "I' m the man who gives you this life. The beautiful house, the

. You are not divorcing me. We are going to go home, you are going to ca

truly believed he owned me, that

id simply.

g little smile, decided to intervene. She glided to my

this is happening. I never meant to cause any trouble between

out, was a deliberate, calculated insult. She

ch as if she were toxic. "Don' t

for Lily. Her face, which had been a mask

ou' re just jealous! You' re old and Dad doesn' t love you anymor

e last, microscopic fragment of my heart

mall table, knocking over a glass of champa

nched. "You don' t deserve to be my mom! You never cared about me or

ho

ated, and poured my soul into. The house where I ha

smissive one. I saw Jessica standing beside him, her hand protect

maternal bond I had cherished for so long-it didn' t just crack, it vapor

r who wore her face. A cruel, selfish stranger who had helped h

transcended tears. It became

y hand, and turned my back on them all. I walked out of the room without a