Gone was the easy-going, playful and understanding Xavier. Instead, came angry Xavier. “This is still my house, princesa,” he iced out.
“True as that may be, am I not your wife and she your ex wife?” She countered, not missing a beat, putting emphasis on the ex part.
Amira might be a pacifist to the very core, and a submissive woman at heart, but when she was pissed - truly pissed - there was no stopping her mouth.
She realized by the widening of his eyes that, for Xavier, it was his first time seeing this side of her.
He, then, was quick to recover and glare at her, “She is the mother of my child.”
Amira, who had actually bought two kits of pregnancy test, didn’t feel confident enough in telling him she might be carrying his child as well. Besides, she wanted to hear what he ha
