The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 507

"How many months?"

Tamara kept her head down, her voice as quiet as a mosquito's buzz. "...It should be about four weeks."

"Does Milford know?"

"N-no..." Tamara's head snapped up, stark panic in her eyes. "Josiah, you absolutely cannot tell him! If the Sherwoods find out, they'll force me to get an abortion!"

Josiah narrowed his eyes, unable to comprehend why she would be so terrified at the mere mention of her in-laws.

"Why would you say that?"

Tamara was the daughter-in-law of the Sherwoods. Now that she was pregnant, she was carrying the family's heir. The Sherwoods should be overjoyed; why on earth would they force her to terminate it?

Josiah had already completely forgotten all the tearful complaints Tamara had shared previously about her treatment by the Sherwoods. To him, in wealthy, elite circles, an heir trumped everything else. This was Tamara's golden opportunity to turn the tables.

With tear-filled eyes, Tamara laid out exactly how she was being treated in their household. "Gloria has despised me from the start! If it weren't for Fitch, Milford and I would probably be divorced by now. And..." Her voice choked up. "Last time, I overheard her telling Milford... that once the current scandal blows over, they're going to make us divorce."

She gripped the fabric of her skirt tightly, her knuckles turning white. "I worked so hard... just to get this baby..."

Having both grown up in elite circles, Josiah instantly understood the subtext. His expression sharpened. "You used underhanded methods to get pregnant?"

Tamara remained deathly pale and didn't deny it.

Silence descended upon the garden, broken only by the rustling of the wisteria leaves in the wind.

Josiah had initially assumed that Milford had softened toward her after relentless persuasion and ended up sleeping with her. He hadn't expected Tamara to have orchestrated it herself.

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