"Both? That's not an option," Cassie responded gruffly.
Facing Cassie's hideous expression, Violet didn't feel scared. Instead, she thought there was no need to waste time arguing with Cassie there.
"I came here to meet Francis, not you. But since he isn't here, I have to go," Violet blurted as she struggled to shove Cassie back and take leave.
Cassie grasped Violet's arms and yelled at her fiercely, "Do you think I'll let you leave?"
"Let me go," Violet screamed trying to break out of the furious woman's arms.
But instead of letting go, Cassie tightened her grip with one arm and pulled Violet's hair with another hand.
"Let me go, Cassie. Get your hands off me," Violet screeched while struggling to break free.
"Let you go? And why don't you let Greg go? Greg is mine. Give him back to me," Cassie howled.
Suddenly Cassie noticed the sharp corner of the table on which stood a blue glass flower vase. An evil thought occurred to her mind. 'Will Violet lose her baby if she bumps into the edge in the belly?' she wondered.
The malevolence in Cassie's expression grew even more ferocious as she pushed Violet into the table.
With a painful screech, Violet rammed into the wall and collapsed onto her knees. As she leaned against the wall, her right hand on her belly, pain rushed through her body like someone had ignited a raging fire on her inside.
Judging by the anguished look on Violet's face, Cassie knew that her plan worked. However, she didn't let Violet go easily. Drawing nearer, she pulled the pale-faced woman's hand and gave her a hard push. At last, Violet ran into the corner of the table again.
At that moment, Violet lost all of her strength. Overwhelmed by pain, she sank to the ground with a pale face.
Sitting on the ground, she looked with pleading eyes. "You hurts me, Cassie!" She cried. "Somebody, help please!" she implored in a weak, low voice.
"Who's here to help? Me? Save you? I want you dead, bitch! Are you forgetting it's Greg we are fighting over and I want him back by all means? And I mean all means, including seeing you dead, if that's what it's gonna take," Cassie gloated. She then made her way to the desk and grabbed the flower vase.
Watching Cassie approach, brandishing the vase in one hand, terror gripped Violet like a cluster of spark plugs had gone off in her heart. Tension increased in her face, and her limbs went numb as she trembled in horror. "What, What are you doing?" she faltered.
"I will kill your unborn baby. And after I'm done, I promise you, you'll never, ever conceive again," Cassie replied with a sinister look on her face. Kneeling down on one leg, she lifted the vase in the air and with crushing force hit Violet in the belly.
Dead silence descended upon the room as Violet blacked out. Briefly, Cassie stood there, towering over her enemy, blinded by senseless rage. Disdainfully, she rubbed her palms together and turned around to make sure no one was watching.
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