"Her as a hostess? Not in this lifetime," Leopold's icy voice cut through the air, landing like a blunt object squarely on the back of Megan's head, leaving her reeling.
"I'm your wife, and isn't this a bit too cruel?" She whimpered, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Leopold wrapped an arm around Lana's shoulder, "What | need is a woman who's utterly devoted to me, selfless, with eyes for no one else. If she dares to have her own schemes, I'll make sure she loses everything." Lana's smile was radiant, "You know what they say, too cunning for one's own good. Simplicity and innocence, like what Aurelia and | have, that's what's truly admirable." He lifted a hand, tenderly stroking her hair, his eyes filled with adoration, "You're the most obedient and attentive." Megan's face turned livid with envy. Every moment near Leopold was another swallow of bitterness, frustration, and rage.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Leopold, I'm pregnant, carrying your child. It's hard. Can't you be a bit kinder, make things a bit easier for me?" Leopold scoffed, "Did | ask you to get pregnant? Wasn't it you who pleaded for it? Look at you now, you're swollen and fat and covered in stretch marks, wider than a barrel, wider than a barrel. You're so unappealing that | can't bear to look at you. If you weren't pregnant, | wouldn't detest you so." His eyes were full of disdain, and Megan felt like dying.
"Every woman changes during pregnancy. Wasn't Aurelia the same?" Leopold's voice was icy, "She was careful not to show her face too much, knowing she wasn't looking her best. Unlike you, who seems to crave my attention, no matter how unattractive you become." It was a slap to Megan's face, her dignity trampled without mercy.
Aurelia smirked inwardly, always wondering where William had gotten his biting tongue. Now she knew it was a direct inheritance from his father, Leopold, whose venomous words were unparalleled.
If Aurelia had been on the receiving end of such remarks, she would have considered jumping out of a moving car rather than continue living.
Megan's face was now a mix of anger and embarrassment, tears cascading down her cheeks.
The insult was deep and the humiliation was intense.
"Leopold, how can you speak to me like this? You're breaking my heart,” she sobbed.
Leopold, with Lana by his side, sat down on the opposite couch, "You can't have your cake and eat it too. You chose the baby, and that sealed your fate with me." Tanya sipped her tea delicately.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPregnancy was the season husbands often strayed. A man surrounded by beauties like Leopold would never confine his desires to a pregnant wife. It was no surprise he looked elsewhere.
Chad had started his affairs during Jessica's pregnancy, a pattern hard to break once begun.
For men, an affair was an addiction, a constant itch that needed scratching, again and again.
But for the likes of the Stirling men, it wasn't considered stealthy, and it was their right to have multiple wives and mistresses openly.
"Leopold, no matter what, Megan is still your wife. You should afford her some respect, and don't embarrass her too much.” Leopold snorted, "She brought this on herself. If she'd stayed home and taken care of the pregnancy instead of following me around like an unsightly shadow, causing scenes, she'd have kept her dignity and avoided embarrassment." Megan's tears flowed freely, a picture of wretched sorrow.
Tanya put an arm around her, "I understand how you feel, and you're afraid of losing Leopold. But you have to endure for now.
Once the baby is born, you can doll yourself up, and Leopold will look at you differently.”