Pregnant I left him To His First Love novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127

Carmela chuckles, switching on the torchlight she’s holding and pointing it at Leila. Leila doesn’t move an inch, nor does she say a word.

She stares straight into the blinding light defiantly, her heart pumping with rage, her stomach boiling with anger.

Carmela has taken the most precious thing in her life away from her, her child, the one source of joy she had in the midst of all the other sorrows Carmela has put her in.

The guard accompanying Carmela places a chair for her to sit and he gives Carmela the keys to the cell before he departs.

“You look pathetic,” Carmela says, scrunching her nose from the bad odour hanging in the air. “But then, it is what suits you.”

She snickers, taking her seat and leaning forward.

“What did you think you were going to do Leila? What did you think was going to happen? That you were somehow going to stay married to Tatum with me on the side?” Carmela asks with a sneer on her face.

Leila stands up like a lifeless woman and walks to the corner of the cell, ignoring Carmela, the loss of her child making her feel deranged.

Her baby was the reason she held on despite everything, she wanted it to have a normal life, to grow up knowing and loving its parents.

She imagined her child growing up, the stages of going from a milking baby to a toddler to a teen and to an adult, the journey they would embark on as mother and child, Carmela has taken it away from her.

Her child was her hope, the reason why any of it was worth it, the reason why she has sacrificed so much but it was all in vain.

Carmela snickers.

“Oh c’mon Leila, make this a little fun, will you?” I’m probably the last person you will talk to before you are executed tomorrow.”

Leila looks at her blankly and stares down at the trickle of blood drying up on her leg.

“You killed my child,” Leila mutters, bereft of any strength to show her anger as she feels utterly defeated to the core of her soul.

“Is that so?” Carmela says in a coy tone, putting a sad pout on her lips and faking pitiful puppy eyes for Leila.

Leila crashes to the floor and immediately gets up like her body is possessed by a demon.

“I don’t want to kill you in here Lella, I could and nothing would happen but ! want the entire pack to watch as you die. I’m just here to make sure you have no chance,” Carmela scoffs sinisterly.

Leila sneers at her. “Here or there, death is the same.”

She charges at Carmela again in rage but she is too weak, just too weak for the rage in her heart to be converted into strength in her muscles and Carmela easily grabs her head and smashes it against the wall, throwing Leila to the floor like a bag of garbage.

Carmela laughs down at Leila as blood gushes out of a cut in her forehead, dripping down her face.

“What did you expect to do to me? You wolfless mutt.”

Leila struggles to get on her feet again but Carmela kicks her down, crouches and holds Leila’s head up, looking coldly into her bloodied eyes.

“You have no idea how much I hated you, when I found out that you were Tatum’s mate.”