62 iii. Prenuptial Agreement

"What the hell are you doing, sitting in my grandson's chair?" the loud voice of Dominus's grandmother woke Mary up in a daze.

She was fixing some documents but accidentally snoozed off. Mary immediately rose from the seat, knocking off the documents she was attempting to fix.

The old lady's eyes widened as she looked at Mary's stomach, a prominent bulge showing despite her loose clothing.

For a second the old lady felt a pang of guilt but her determination won over and her face returned to its blank state. Her lips were firmly on a straight line as she looked at her grandson's fiance once again.

"Do you think the likes of you belong to that seat?! Are you that shameful, you social climbing whore?!" she shouted at the trembling woman before her whose dizziness made her hold into the edge of the table, trying to keep herself steady.

"No ma'am, I never wanted any of that," Mary's lips quivered as she tried to answer Dominus's grandmother.