Daisy said, her tone gentle. She smiled softly. We met at my wedding to Albert. Do you recall? Having consumed too much alcohol the previous night, Jessie found relief after taking medication in the morning.


    Yet now, herplexion resembled that of a ghostly sheet.


    Her eyes fixed on Daisy. The other woman cradled her slightly protruding belly, a clear indication of her pregnancy. It was evident she sought to unt her affection with Albert.


    Jessies lips quivered, but she managed to force a strained smile.


    Yes. I remember. How can I help you, Mrs. Waston? Daisy nced around, her motives unclear. Can we find somewhere quieter? The crowd here might harm your reputation.


    Jessie saw through Daisys facade.


    With a flip of her hair, Jessie settled into her seat. My reputations already in ruins. Everyone in Duefron knows Im the woman Alberts


    grown tired of sleeping with. But their assumptions are only half- right. Maybe its your pregnancy that leaves Mr. Waston so horny. So yes, I slept with him against night. He was quite generous, offering me five hundred million dors, but I declined.


    You know just how good your husband is in bed, Mrs. Waston.


    To be honest, I cant find another man like him, so I refused his offer of money.


    Jessies words were deceitful.


    But they pricked Daisys pride, igniting a visible fury within her.


    Though she harbored deep affection for Albert, she couldnt capture his heart. Now, hearing a young girl boast about her husbands bedroom prowess, Daisys patience wore thin.


    Sneering, Daisy shot back, Arent you worried Albert will hold you responsible if your antics lead to my miscarriage?


    Jessie, her eyes wide with feigned innocence, retorted, Most women arent angels, Mrs. Waston; especially when theyre involved with married men. Arent you giving me too much credit? Does Albert even know how pure you pretend to be? Enraged, Daisy copsed onto the sofa.


    Jessie rose with a disdainful snort. I didnt sleep with himst night.


    Mrs. Waston, if you doubt your husband, just keep him in your hand bag. Dont chase after him as if hes everyones favorite. Hes not getting any younger. Keep him for yourself.


    Daisys face turned ashen.


    Unable to contain her fury, she delivered a resounding p to Jessies cheek, leaving a faint flush in its wake.


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    With Jessies fiery spirit, retaliation was inevitable.


    But she stared at Daisys bulging belly.


    Carrying Alberts child, Daisy embodied his aging dream of fatherhood.


    If Jessies anger led to Daisys miscarriage