"Why should I care for a pregnant woman who stabbed me in the heart, cheated on me and got pregnant with another man's child? Why should I not strangle you right here and now with that bastard in your—"
The room suddenly went silent, Barak's tongue rolled inside his mouth as he felt the reverberating sting of her palm that had landed on his cheek. His head that had turned due to the force of her palm kissing his cheek slowly turned back to her, both their eyes were red with anger.
His eyes remained on her as he watched her heaving up and down like she wished to strangle him and all of a sudden, he wanted to laugh… Sincerely this time.
It was funny to think she still had the strength to lift herself high enough to strike his cheek. Even with that stomach that looked heavier than her, she could still jump high enough to slap him.
She never failed to amuse him, really.
