Chapter 9 Pregnant?

"Yeah, I'm pregnant. The guy next door is the father. Satisfied now?" Evelyn rolled her eyes and threw up her hands in a completely "whatever" gesture. "Sharp-tongued as always." Hugo sneered. He dismissed the idea immediately. He had always been careful, and unless Evelyn had somehow pulled off a miracle, there was no way she could be pregnant, so he didn't press the issue further. Hugo yanked Evelyn back into the car and slammed his foot on the gas. The vehicle sped off into the night. Evelyn had just finished vomiting and felt weak, unable to resist him. She turned her head toward the window and leaned as far away from him as possible, refusing to say a single word to him during the ride. The car drove toward the villa district, to the marital home she once shared with Hugo. After getting out of the car, Evelyn went straight to the kitchen and drank a full glass of ice water. Only then did she feel a little better. When she returned to the living room, Hugo had already change