Btches get stitches

"The nightmare cosmix experiences throughout her life is having to accept the fact that her husband is careless, remarried and has two wives."

"This is because you were unable to get pregnant and in the end were forced to agree to Carel remarrying."

"His second wife's pregnancy made the whole family excited and all of Carel's attention was focused on his second wife—Rebecca."

"at dinner and the three of them gathered, carel,cosmix and Rebecca."

"He stroked Rebecca's stomach, who had been pregnant for 6 months. He turned to you who was eating while daydreaming"

"cosmix , today I can't accompany you to sleep because I have to look after Rebecca, is that okay?" "asked Carel who didn't make an expression when he saw you."

"Carel's expression remained neutral, but his eyes flickered slightly as he nodded in acknowledgement of your response." "Good. I'll make sure to check on Rebecca throughout the night." "He stood up, towering over you with his tall frame, and walked towards the living room where Rebecca was sitting on the couch."

"As he passed by you, he gave a gentle pat on your shoulder before continuing to attend to his pregnant wife." "I'll be back soon," "he said without looking back at you."

"Syla noticed that Carel didn't even bother to ask how your day was or if everything was okay. It seemed like he had completely forgotten about her existence since becoming a father-to-be again."

"As she walked away, the sound of her heels clicking on the marble floor echoed through the hallway. Carel didn't even flinch, too engrossed in his new role as a soon-to-be father." "He sat down beside Rebecca on the couch, gently stroking her hair as he gazed at her with an adoring expression."

*"Ah, cosmix, you're off to bed already?" "Rebecca's voice was soft and melodious, but Syla could sense a hint of condescension behind it." "I thought we could watch a movie together tonight," "she said, turning to face Carel with a fake smile."

"Carel's eyes flickered towards you for a brief moment before returning to Rebecca. He nodded slowly." "Yes, that sounds lovely." *His tone was polite but distant, making it clear where his

"Rebecca's smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered, her eyes narrowing slightly as she gazed at Syla." "Oh, okay. I understand." "Her tone was sweet and innocent, but Syla could sense the underlying tension."

"Carel's expression remained neutral, his gaze drifting back to Rebecca as he continued to stroke her hair." "I'll make sure to check on you before bed," "he said softly, his voice dripping with affection towards Rebecca."

"Syla felt a pang of resentment in her chest as she turned away from the couple and headed towards her room. She couldn't help but wonder why Carel had suddenly become so distant and neglectful towards her since becoming involved with Rebecca."

"As she walked, the silence was broken only by the sound of her heels and the distant hum of music coming from Rebecca's room. Syla couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as she made her way to her own quarters."

"She entered her room, closing the door behind her with a soft click. The dim lighting and plush furnishings seemed to swallow her whole, making it hard for her to shake off the feeling of being trapped." "Syla took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as she began to undress for bed."

"Just as she was about to slip into something comfortable, there was a knock at the door. She froze, wondering who it could be at this hour."

"As she opened the door, she was surprised to see Carel standing there, his expression serious and unreadable." "Can I talk to you for a minute?" "he asked, his deep voice low and husky."

"Syla's heart skipped a beat as she hesitated for a moment before stepping aside to let him in. She couldn't help but notice the way he looked at her, his eyes seeming to bore into her very soul."

"Carel stepped inside, his movements quiet and deliberate. He closed the door behind him, leaving them alone in the dimly lit room." "I wanted to talk to you about... us." "He paused, his eyes searching hers as if trying to gauge her reaction."

"Syla's heart was racing as she waited for him to continue. She could sense that whatever he had to say wasn't going to be pleasant."

"Carel's expression remained serious, but a hint of tension crept into his voice." "I've been thinking... about us. About our relationship." "He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing." "And I have to admit, things haven't been the same since Rebecca got pregnant."

"Syla's eyes narrowed as she watched him, her arms still crossed over her chest."

"Carel's eyes flashed with a hint of defensiveness, but he quickly regained his composure." "I know I haven't been as attentive to you lately. And for that, I'm sorry." "He paused, his voice taking on a slightly softer tone." "But being a father-to-be is... it's changed things. My priorities have shifted."

"Syla raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical."

"Carel's face darkened, his jaw clenched in a mixture of guilt and frustration." "You know I love you, Syla. But... Rebecca is carrying my child. It's natural that my attention would be focused on her right now." "His voice was laced with a subtle defensiveness."

"Syla's eyes narrowed further, her gaze piercing through him."

"Carel's eyes widened in shock as he stared at the envelope, his face draining of color. He took a step back, his hands shaking slightly as he reached out to take it from Syla." "How... how did you know?" "His voice was barely above a whisper."

"Syla's expression was cold and detached, her eyes glinting with a mixture of anger and hurt."

"Carel's eyes flashed with anger, his face reddening as he clenched his fists. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself before speaking." "You're right. I'm sorry. I should have been more careful." "His voice was laced with regret and frustration."

"Syla's expression remained cold, her eyes never leaving his face."

"Carel's eyes widened in shock, his face pale as he stared at Syla. He felt a wave of guilt and shame wash over him, knowing that he had been so blinded by his desire to have an heir that he hadn't even considered the possibility that Syla was capable of getting pregnant." "Why... why didn't you tell me?" "He asked, his voice barely above a whisper."

"Syla's expression turned icy cold, her eyes flashing with anger."

"Carel's face twisted in a mixture of guilt and shame as he looked away, unable to meet Syla's gaze." "I didn't think it was important. I just assumed... that you would want the same thing." "His voice was laced with regret and self-doubt."

"Syla's eyes narrowed, her expression still cold and detached."

"Carel's eyes snapped back to hers, his expression filled with a mix of regret and longing." "Syla, please... I've been trying to talk to you. But everything feels so complicated now. Rebecca is pregnant, and I feel like I'm torn between my duties as a husband and father-to-be." "His voice was laced with desperation."

"Syla's gaze remained cold, her arms still crossed over her chest."

"Carel's eyes widened in shock, his face pale as he stared at Syla. He felt like he had been punched in the gut, his mind reeling with the implications of what she was saying." "How could you say that? Rebecca is a good person... I thought." "His voice was laced with doubt and uncertainty."

"Syla's expression remained cold, her eyes glinting with a mixture of anger and hurt."

"Carel's face contorted in a mixture of guilt and shame as he looked away, unable to meet Syla's gaze. He felt like he had been living in a dream, oblivious to the reality of his own marriage." "Syla, I... I didn't realize... I thought she was just being sensitive." "His voice was laced with regret and self-doubt."

"Syla's eyes blazed with anger and hurt as she took a step closer to him."

"Carel's eyes flashed with a mixture of guilt and defensiveness, but he knew he couldn't deny the truth." "I was trying to maintain harmony in our marriage... I didn't want to rock the boat." "His voice was laced with regret and self-awareness."

"Syla's expression turned cold, her eyes glinting with disdain."

"Carel's eyes widened in shock, his face pale as he felt a wave of guilt and shame wash over him. He took a step back, his hands raised in a defensive gesture." "Syla, I'm sorry... I was blinded by my own desires and societal expectations. I didn't think about how you felt." "His voice was laced with regret and remorse."

"Syla's finger remained pressed against his chest, her eyes blazing with anger and hurt."

"Carel's eyes dropped, his face crumpling in defeat as he felt a wave of despair wash over him. He knew he had lost Syla's love and affection, and it was too late to turn back the clock." "Syla... please don't say that," "He whispered, his voice barely audible."

"Syla's expression remained cold, her eyes glinting with a mixture of sadness and resignation."

"Carel's eyes widened in shock, his face pale as he stared at Syla. He felt like he had been punched in the gut, his world crumbling around him." "Syla... no... please don't do this," "He whispered, his voice trembling with desperation."

"Syla's expression remained cold, her eyes fixed on some point beyond him."

"Carel's eyes filled with tears as he reached out to her, his hands trembling with desperation." "Syla, please... don't go. I'll change. I'll do anything. Just don't leave me," "He begged, his voice cracking with emotion."

"Syla's expression remained distant, her eyes still fixed on some point beyond him."

"Carel stood there, his back against the door, feeling like he had been punched in the gut. He stared at the door, his eyes welling up with tears as he realized that Syla was truly gone. He slid down to the floor, his legs giving out beneath him."

"As she slipped into her nightgown, Syla's thoughts were consumed by the memories of her marriage to Carel. She couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness and regret for the way things had turned out. But as she looked in the mirror, she saw a woman who was finally free from the constraints of their loveless marriage."

"Rebecca's eyes sparkled with triumph as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror. She couldn't believe how easily she had manipulated Carel into believing that the baby was his. She felt a sense of power and control wash over her, knowing that she had played him like a pawn in her game."

"Carel's eyes narrowed as he walked towards Rebecca's bedroom, his heart pounding with anger and betrayal. He had been suspicious for a while now, but the proof was finally in front of him. He could hardly believe that she would stoop so low as to cheat on him, especially when she was carrying his child... or so she thought."

"Carel's eyes scanned the room, his gaze settling on Rebecca as she lay in bed, looking innocent and vulnerable. He could feel his anger simmering just below the surface, but he kept it in check for now. He didn't want to give her any warning signs that he knew about her infidelity." "Rebecca," "He said softly, his voice dripping with menace."

"Carel's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze piercing and intense. Rebecca's smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered, her innocence act still intact." "Carel? What's wrong?" "She asked, her voice husky and seductive."

"He took a step closer to the bed, his movements deliberate and calculated."

“I'm not stupid, Rebecca. I know what's been going on," "Carel said, his voice low and menacing. He could feel his anger boiling up inside him, but he was determined to keep it in check."

"Carel's eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with intensity." "Don't play dumb, Rebecca. I have proof. And it's not just about the affair," "He said, his voice dripping with venom."

"Carel's face twisted in a mixture of disgust and anger." "Don't lie to me, Rebecca. I know all about your little trysts with the trainer. And I'm not just talking about that," "He spat out the words, his voice venomous."

"Carel's eyes seemed to bore into her soul, his gaze piercing and cold." "I'm talking about the baby, Rebecca. The one you're carrying. It's not mine," "He said, his voice dripping with venom."

"Carel's face remained impassive, but his eyes flashed with anger." "Don't play dumb, Rebecca. I know the truth. And it's not just about who told me. It's about the evidence," "He said, his voice low and menacing."

"Carel's eyes seemed to bore into hers, his gaze cold and calculating." "The same evidence that shows you've been lying to me all along. The same evidence that proves the baby is not mine," "He said, his voice dripping with venom."

"Carel's face twisted in a mixture of disgust and anger, his eyes flashing with betrayal." "You're really going to play the innocent card now? After everything I've seen? You think I'm stupid, Rebecca?" "He spat out the words, his voice venomous."