Layla’s POV

I had promised myself I wasn’t going to let anything she said get to me, but at this point, I knew if I did not react, she would take advantage of the fact that I chose not to say anything and keep on with the taunting.

“Who do you think I am? Your friend? Oh! Young lady, you must have thought that because you are pregnant for my husband, you can do whatever you want here.” I began to move close to her, and with each step, I could feel her heartbeat race heavily.

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