The more the composed Violet Summers thought about it, the more upset she became.
Her eyes were red as she sobbed, "I thought he couldn't bear the thought of me going through childbirth. I never imagined it was because he already has a son and doesn't need me to have one."
Sensing its owner's sorrow, the tuxedo cat rubbed its fluffy head against her chin.
"Silly Summer, don't be sad."
"How could he do this to me?" Violet was both angry and full of regret. "I never should have listened to him and gotten the marriage certificate that day!"
[I'm one of those people who got screwed by getting the marriage license first.]
[Especially if you get the license before the betrothal gifts are even discussed. You can bet there won't be a bride price.]
Renee said gently, "He thinks that once you're legally married and the banquet is held, he'll have you completely under his thumb."
[What a devious bastard!]
[I feel sick all over again.]
Violet couldn't stop crying.
