Chapter 175

"That baby in your belly is cursed!" Linda Walton spat the words out. Clara Walton froze in shock. No mother could ever easily curse their own child like that. And the worst part? Clara was guilty. Because she knew exactly who the baby's father was. She shook her head hard, eyes locked on her mother. "Mom, please don't do this. Trust me, okay?" But knowing how stubborn Linda could get, Clara was already nervous as hell. And sure enough, Linda snapped. "If you’ve got nothing to hide, swear it! Right now!" Linda demanded, stepping toward her daughter. Clara was on her knees. Her pregnancy had been rough from the start, so just kneeling already made her feel like she couldn’t breathe. "Swear it! Why won’t you? What are you hiding?" Linda now stood right in front of her, yelling like she’d lost it. That’s when Clara noticed it—Linda had a fruit knife in her hand. No one even realized where she got it from. Everyone had been so careful, making sure there was nothing sharp around her. And no