That evening at dinner, Cynthia put on an act so unlike her, filling my bowl again and again.
“Addison, we were all resting, yet you suffered a miscarriage and still worked so hard to cook. It must be exhausting. Eat more.”
After the meal, my stomach twisted with nausea. I pushed my wheelchair into the courtyard.
I did not know how long I sat there before a glass bottle labeled Seventh Time shattered before me.
She laughed cruelly. “Addison, did you enjoy dinner? Do you know what was in it?”
Something inside my head snapped. Realization struck, and I stared at her in disbelief.
“Look at you now, like a dog with broken legs. Just laying eyes on you disgusts me. If I were in your place, I would’ve taken my own life long ago. What face do you even have left to keep living?”
“You’ll never measure up to me. So what if you became Javon’s wife? His heart still belongs to me, so much that he killed your seven children for my sake.”
“Honestly, I had other experimental options, but he feared my data would be compromised. So he chose your womb instead, sacrificing your babies for me.”
My body trembled violently, and I charged my wheelchair at her like a madwoman. But Cynthia struck herself twice and then threw herself into the flower bed.
“Ah!”
The very next moment, my wheelchair was shoved over.
Javon’s eyes burned red with fury as he fixed me with a venomous glare.
“Addison, how could you be so vicious!”
Tears streamed down Cynthia’s cheeks as she wailed miserably.
“I only wanted to comfort her when I saw her unhappy. But the moment I mentioned children, she accused me of showing off, then slapped me and pushed me into the thorns.”
Javon’s face darkened.
“You can’t bear children yourself, and now you’re jealous of Cynthia? I never thought you were this kind of person!”
I glared at him with all the strength left in me.
“My children were all killed by you! Javon, how much longer do you plan to deceive me?”
His expression shifted, but instead of answering, he simply lifted Cynthia into his arms and walked away.
The only words he left behind were cold and cutting. “You’re completely unreasonable!”
As I watched their backs fading together, my heart emptied of its final trace of tenderness.
The next morning, I went to a lawyer and had the divorce agreement drafted.