Chapter 8 My Only Chance

Nicole flicked on the bedroom light, and the sudden brightness made me squint.

She stormed toward me and yanked my hair, eyes blazing with fury. "This is your idea of not clinging to Austin? Is this what you promised me?" she yelled. "Lumi, I never knew someone from such humble beginnings could be so cunning. You've barely recovered from your miscarriage, and here you are seducing Austin. Have you no shame?"

Austin, half-dressed and disheveled, looked over at her with a frown. He still reeked of alcohol. "Nicole, you can't even conceive, so what right do you have to meddle in my marriage?"

He continued, "I only brought you here to keep you out of trouble. You know the deal—without a child, there's no future for us. If you had carried that baby to term, you might still be the woman I wanted. But now, you don't even have a womb. So why the hell do you think you can control who I'm with?"

He looked at her, his eyes bloodshot.

She stared back, stunned, before breaking down into tears.