Isabella POV
I stared down at the shopping bag in my hand, feeling what was left of my self-worth crumble.
"Are you deaf?" Mabel's words reached her again "Why aren't you getting pregnant? It's almost a year since you got married to my son. How much longer are we supposed to wait?"
"I…" I start to say when she interrupts me again, shaking her head in disapproval.
"Wait!" she chuckled dryly "Don't tell me you're not performing your wifely duties in that area either? I know my son is strong and virile… so the problem is definitely from you,".
My fingers fidgeted nervously as I lowered my eyes avoiding her scrutinizing gaze.
"Or, are you barren?" Mabel asked yet again.
Hot tears of humiliation burned in my eyes as my throat constricted. How dare this woman accuse m
