Since the birth of their child, their once passionate married life had slowly faded into distance. Lately, they had been sleeping in separate rooms.
Now, with his first love back in the picture, maybe Raiden truly had a reason for needing them.
The thought shadowed her expression, a cold weight pressing on her chest. Love was a necessary ingredient in such moments.
Norella’s lips twisted into a mocking smile. “I was going to ask how many he uses in one night, but it seems you wouldn’t know. You don’t have the experience, do you?”
Astrella’s cold expression only fueled Norella’s disdain.
“Don’t tell me,” Norella added with a cruel edge, “after you had the child, you two haven’t…? You really don’t take care of yourself. Look at you, so much younger than me, yet already sporting neck wrinkles. What man would want to touch you?”
As Astrella spoke, Raiden rushed out of the room, his face pale, their son cradled in his arms. "Quick, to the hospital!"
Reaghan's small, chubby face was ghostly white, his lips tinged with an alarming shade of purple. "My tummy... it hurts so bad!"
Astrella's heart twisted painfully at the sound of his anguished voice.