A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

"Are you worried that if I have a baby with Gideon, you'll never have a shot again?"

"You say you don't love Gideon anymore, but I bet you're still hung up on him, aren't you?"

"There's no need to use such a lousy excuse just to hurt my baby. Babies are innocent, you know."

She looked like she was about to burst into tears, as if Calliope had somehow bullied her.

Calliope could barely believe what she was hearing. She honestly regretted even bringing it up. Even if those two had a kid with no brains at all, it wouldn't have anything to do with her.

"So what, you think I'm not as good as Gideon? That's why my wife still thinks about him, huh? Is it because Gideon's richer than me? Or maybe you think he's better-looking? Or is it his fancy job and his stupid reputation?"

No one had noticed Silas had followed them outside. Now he was standing right next to Calliope, looking at Gideon's whole family with an amused grin.

Gideon's family just stood there, completely dumbfounded.

"Love isn't something you can measure with looks or money," Gideon said, taking a deep breath.

"Then how do you measure it, exactly? Are you better at having kids? Or is it that even with a broken leg, you can still... perform, so now you're the big hero?"

His leg's busted, but you're still all over him. Honestly, you two are made

kept going, firing off one line after another. Callie could barely keep from

Dahlia had come outside, and they

you try to seduce our uncle

after someone else, they were better than your husband?

everyone knows what you're up to.

seriously, can't you and your family just chill for

guys are embarrassing yourselves. Do you really want the whole world to

crying out loud, and you people just

started laying into Yvette and her

Callie who thinks there's something wrong with your pregnancy. I do too. It's not a

dead in the

as good as Aunt Callie's, but if both of us see a problem, well, there probably

Fleur snapped. "You just

her stomach. "Ow,

Fleur