Chapter 22 He Will Be Back Soon

Giselle stood at Jeanette's door with a steaming bowl of minestrone soup in one hand, the other resting on her belly. Her voice was soft, but the malice underneath was unmistakable. "Jeanette, do you really think being favored by Cordelia means you can still be William's wife?" Jeanette frowned, irritated. "Don't you have anything better to do?" The remark made Giselle flush with anger. Hatred flickered in her eyes. "Believe it or not," she said through her teeth, "if I want to, William will throw you out without a second thought!" Jeanette scoffed. "Then why aren't you in the master bedroom?" The line cut like a knife. Giselle's composure snapped. She let out a cold laugh and stepped forward. Jeanette instinctively stepped back, but she was a beat too late. Giselle lurched as if someone had shoved her, stumbling backward. The bowl of soup flipped from her hands, scalding her arm as the rest splashed across Jeanette's calf. A searing heat knifed up Jeanette's leg, and a hiss es