Chapter 107

Chapter 107:

“How dare you!” she growled, throwing the mug in my direction.

I wasn’t quick enough to dodge, and the mug hit my face so hard that I lost my balance and fell.

Terrible aches invaded my head, and I was almost deafened by the ringing in my ears.

For a few seconds, everything went blank.

Hot tears flooded my eyes as I massaged the throbbing spot.

That was the last straw!

I didn’t care if it was the pregnancy hormones— I was ready to challenge her.

To hell with the consequences!

Horror filled my eyes when I felt warm liquid trickling down my forehead.

Blood!

That was it.

“What the hell did you do that for?!” I flared, my anger blinding me.

Confusion spread across my face as I saw her caught off guard by my outburst.

“Get your fucking hands off me!” she screamed, pushing my hands away.

Rage overtook me, and before I knew it, I was shaking her, pushing her onto the chair.

I was furious that I couldn’t retaliate the way I wanted to because of her damn pregnancy.

She wouldn’t survive what I’d do to her.

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“That was for the tea and throwing the mug in my face!” I screamed, barely holding back the urge to pounce on her.

“Glad I ruined it. At least the King will be repulsed by your ugly face!” she spat, her voice coated in hatred and jealousy.

“So this is about the King?” My eyes widened in disbelief.

“All this mistreatment… over a man?”

“Get your eyes off him. He’s mine!” she screamed, her voice dripping with authority.

“You delusional bitch! The arrogant bastard is all yours!” I fired back at her, satisfaction surging through me as I saw the shock on her face.

She didn’t see that coming.

Consumed by rage, I didn’t care what would happen next. I was already a dead person walking. My life was like a ticking bomb, waiting to explode.

“How dare you?”

“What do you want to do? Run to your baby daddy for help? Hurry before it’s too late,” I taunted, scoffing afterward. Irritation flashed across her face, followed by a wave of mischief.

“You’ll regret this, I swear!” A dark smirk played on her lips before she stormed out of the room, anger radiating from her.

“Fucking bitch!” I muttered, walking out of her room and into mine.

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