Chapter 003

Savannah:

I literally sulked the whole day yesterday, after the disgusting scenes at the dining table. Dane even had to slap me because of that homewrecker but what hurt more is one pretending to be okay, when in reality I am deeply hurt.

Yeah, every single thing Maggie did and how Dane wouldn't hesitate to defend her hurt every fiber of my mentality but I just couldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing that they succeeded in hurting me.

I have a wolf, but she's dormant. My wolf never spoke to me since that day many years ago when I almost died while saving Dane. Rumors said that a dormant wolf was never destined with a mate.

I could understand the goddess's concern. She probably couldn't be cruel enough to make a strong wolf stuck with a liability like me. At twenty three I haven't for once seen my wolf. I haven't gotten the chance to shift before the incident and I never shifted since then but I always feel the space my wolf filled inside me.

I prepared breakfast as usual.

Hail the newest couple's latest maid.

I kind of got used to sitting somewhere else that wasn't my usual chair at the dining table. It makes me wonder why Dane wouldn't see what Maggie was trying to do.

Slowly, the wench took my place in my own matrimonial home but he wasn't looking affected or guilty. He was a refined and true bastard. No one loves a true bastard except me, Savannah Harris.

"Here. Eat a lot, Magg" Dane said, while putting more meat on her plate from his.

"Eeeww" I wanted to bloat right at his face but I suppressed myself from actually doing that loud. The look on my face was already priceless enough.

The next thing I saw was Dane raising his fork to Maggie's lips and the worthless husband snatcher opened her mouth like a crippled woman.

I placed my fork down and excused myself for the restroom. I was at the edge of losing my cool.

I fanned my already hot face with my hands as soon as I got inside the restroom.

I was heating up with anger and my eyes were swimming with unshed tears but I successfully blinked them back. I would never waste my tears on bastards like them anymore...

I touched up my lipgloss and Maggie walked in. If only I wasn't already dressed up for work, I would have ripped apart every single piece of the bitch's hair off.

I rolled my eyes at her visibly from the huge vanity mirror before focusing on my gloss.

Without a word, I turned to leave but Maggie's next words stopped me in my tracks.

"You didn't have to come here and shed crocodile tears. Dane was never meant to be yours to begin with. He was mine, he is mine and would be mine. You are a nobody, you'll always be a nobody. A barren." Maggie said smoothly and I wondered how someone could slander another so much and still maintain a smile on her face.

"You're shameless, 'MAGGI' you know that right? I thought your name was supposed to imply sweetness in 'food' of course not lives, but you're nothing but a pure breed of bitterness, you slut. You, feeling comfortable flirting around with a married man and soon to be father of my child makes you a lowly whore. A very cheap slut!" I retorted before walking out of the restroom, satisfied with the fuming glare and a look of shock that graced Maggie's face.

I sighed, feeling extremely better and lightheaded after my risky outburst. There's no way Maggie can frame me now, I didn't try to hit her and thank goodness if she screamed now, I'll jump into my room like none of that ever happened, then Maggie will explain how someone almost ten meters away, hurt her.

Fortunately, she didn't scream. She wasn't dumb enough to risk it, I presumed.

The rest of the breakfast was very silent and I could feel the bitch's glare on my skin but I didn't even spare her a single glance. I didn't give a hoot. No, I pretended not to give a hoot.

So while they chatted distinctly and then laughed and giggled, I soothe myself by getting immersed in the design pieces I looked up online. It was a brand I would like to work on as my first official piece if I ever became a designer.

It has been my lifelong dream so I studied a lot about it without letting Dane know because he already stopped me from 'doing pointless designs that would disgrace his company' as he called it three years ago when we first got married.

I cleaned up after breakfast and rushed up the stairs to get my bag and car keys. I was a novice driver. I drive really slow because I have always been scared of getting hurt in a road accident, so I always go to work with Dane. But the case was different since Maggie came into the picture. I can either drive myself slowly and get extremely late then be scolded by Dane at work or I rush to the nearby stop to hail the commercial bus. The stop was thirty minutes from my house by foot so it wasn't even an option this time.

I locked the door to my room and headed towards the stairs. I watched Dane's retreating back as he stepped out of the house and I assumed Maggie was already out before him but I knew I was seriously wrong when I felt a bold hand on my back, shoving me down the long staircase.

A frightened scream escaped my lips as I rolled down the numerous staircases. My bones turned jelly and I felt my skin rip apart with each painful fall.

I heard Maggie's giggle after I rolled the last staircase and landed on the cold floor.

"Oops, sorry, Savvy. My hands slipped" Maggie muttered mockingly as she descended the stairs.

"Aw, Savvy. You look adorable lying here helplessly and screaming when no one would hear you" she bent to my level, stroking my hair as she let out a shrill laugh.

I felt a sharp twing in my stomach and I screamed in pain, my hands clutching my stomach hard. I felt blood flow out of my womanhood and down to my legs and my eyes widened in horror.

"Blood… M… my baby..." I whispered in tears as I watched myself bleed from down there. More cries erupted from my lips at the thought of actually losing my baby. The one reason why I still retained my sanity under Dane's torture, both mentally and physically.

"How could you do this, Maggie? You know I'm pregnant. How could you hurt an innocent life?" I cried bitterly and Maggie laughed.

"You see, that's where you're wrong. I didn't hurt an innocent child. Let him blame his useless mother for not being capable of protecting him, okay? It's your fault, Savannah. This is all your fault!" Maggie said with a mean glow in her eyes and I felt more tears spill from my eyes.

"The main thrill is having you lose that thing you call a child. Think about it, Savvy. I am doing you a favor because Dane would never want a lowly wench like you bare his kid when I, his first love, a Gamma's daughter can always bear him the son he has always wanted" Maggie added with a big smile and she walked out, leaving me to bleed myself to death.

"With shaky hands, I reached for my phone. I dialed Dane's phone but to my mortification, he kept ending the call without even trying to hear me out no matter how many times I called.

"Please Dane. Pick up… just this once" it wasn't just a plea but also a prayer.

Please... I can't lose my baby like this. Our baby...

I dialed his number yet again but history only repeated itself.

I did not give up. In that huge pang of pain, I struggled to text him.

'Dane, Please help me, I'll lose our baby if you don't help me quickly. I promise I'll be out of your hair if you want. I'll sign a divorce... anything. Just help me, please...' I typed and hit the send button. He read it but didn't reply.

"Just reply me, you bastard!" I cried in agony as another sharp pain hit me hard.

'Stop being blinded by Maggie, she's not who you think she really is' I sent again and that was when he replied.

She was barely holding up her breath when his reply came in.

'Stop being such a disgusting leech and just fuck off, Savvy. You keep being a third wheel' and under it was a video clip of Maggie, totally naked and riding my husband.