Reaching up, she lightly traced Tom’s jawline with her fingers, her voice syrupy sweet as she cooed, “That drug was something I got from out of town. They told me it would lead to a painless miscarriage. How was I supposed to know it affect her differently?”
“Or maybe… she’s just too fragile. Her body couldn’t handle it and that’s why she’s in pain. Well, that doesn’t make it entirely my fault, does it?”
Leaning in closer, her tone grew teasing, a cruel edge lacing her words. “Didn’t you say you didn’t want a child with her? Blaming me now seems a bit unfair, don’t you think?”
Her lips curved into a wicked smile, her voice playful but cutting as she added, “You’re the one who said she wasn’t educated or smart. You were worried your child might inherit her inferior genes, weren’t you? You wanted a child from me—someone beautiful and intelligent. Isn’t that what you hoped for? A perfect child with perfect traits?”
She leaned even closer, her breath brushing against his skin as she purred, “Don’t you think that makes you sound like a bit of a hypocrite, Tom?”
Tom’s eyes darkened, his fury intensifying as he glared at her.
But Lori seemed to relish his anger. Her smile grew even more seductive, her tone dripping with provocation. “Enough with the talk. Today just happens to be my ovulation day. Why don’t we give it another shot? Who knows? Maybe this time we’ll get lucky.”
“What’s between us is nothing but mutual convenience, right? So, once I’m pregnant with your baby, you’ll give me a hefty sum of money. Then you and Charity can raise our little bundle of joy together. As for me, I’ll take that money, travel the world and maybe even spoil myself with a few boy toys along the way. Everyone’s happy.”
Her teasing words made Tom’s breathing grow heavier. He clenched his jaw and spat through gritted teeth, “You’re playing with fire, Lori.”
“I’m taking you to the hospital tomorrow to apologize to Charity. If you refuse, I’ll make sure you face the consequences,” Tom said, his voice cold and threatening.
“If I say 'yes,' will you stop nagging?” Lori rolled her eyes, leaning lazily against the doorframe. “Fine, I’ll go. Happy now?” she said, waving her hand dismissively. But then she tilted her head, a sly grin spreading across her face. “By the way, this punishment you’re talking about—what exactly are you planning to do to me?” Her voice was playful, taunting.