Her gaze dropped to my belly. "You think you'll actually carry his child to term? No. I'll make you taste that loss all over again. Every brat you lose will be nothing more than a sacrifice on the altar of my love with my husband."
Pure, white-hot fury shattered whatever was left of my restraint. I swung my hand and slapped her across the face with everything I had.
"You vile woman—give me back my baby!"
"Ahhh!"
She crashed to the floor, and her shriek pierced through the entire restroom.
Dustin burst in within seconds, bodyguards and a crowd of guests flooding in behind him.
He saw Alice crumpled on the ground, sobbing. He saw the vivid handprint blazing across her cheek. His eyes turned bloodshot in an instant—a beast provoked beyond reason.
"What did you do to her?!"
He scooped Alice up, passed her to a bodyguard, then turned and bore down on me in long, furious strides.
A tearing pain ripped across my scalp. Dustin seized my hair and wrenched it back so hard my entire face was forced upward.
"I'm done going easy on you, Cecily. Apologize to Alice. Now."
I thrashed in his grip, my scalp screaming with pain, but I didn't care anymore.