Her Misfortune

'So, what do you decide on doing? Do you want me to give birth to your child in prison? If you let this go, I may consider your request to pay your sick father’s medical bill. So, what do you say?’, Sophia asked holding her belly. Since she hit her stomach on the steering wheel earlier, she had been feeling pain, but she didn’t pay much attention to it as she had thought it was as a result of her stressing herself too much.

‘Are you being serious right now?’, Jack who was surprised by what Sophia had said asked. ‘Is that a yes from you?’, Sophia asked.

‘Are you sure you wouldn’t go back on your word?’, Jack who knew how dubious and manipulative Sophia was asked.

‘That depends on how you behave. If you don’t go running your mouth, then you have my word. But remember this, the day I hear about this from a third party is going to be your father’s last day on Earth. Is that understood?’, Sophia said, whispering in Jack ear, expecting an acknowledgement from him but which she never go