"I'm different from you. I can accept his child with another woman; can you? Women in the U.S.A can't handle this." Donna gave Avery Jane a harsh blow, looking smugly as Avery's lips turned from their beautiful rosy color to a dull gray, her entire being teetering as if she were a soulless doll.
For a moment, Avery felt as though her soul had left her body, watching Donna's mouth open and close, but her ears buzzed: a pregnant woman, Evelyn Yates, Evelyn Yates...
The name was so familiar. Did she know her?
Her head began to ache, but she and Joshua Hughes were married, weren't they? Their marriage certificate was in the bedside table, so how could another woman be pregnant?
Avery tried to breathe deeply, but couldn't stop the chilling sensation creeping up from her fingers, seeping into the deepest corners of her heart with her blood flow.
