Punishment

Not Pregnant.

I breathed a sigh of relief. The stone in my heart can finally be let go.

I placed the pregnancy test stick on top of the water tank, stood up, and put on my pants.

Hearing the sound of me putting on my pants, Sebastian turned around, stretched out his hand, and motioned for me to hand the pregnancy test stick to him.

"Here you go," I took the pregnancy test stick back from the water tank and handed it to him.

He glanced down and then threw it into the trash can. He gave me a 'count yourself lucky' look.

He turned around and walked out of the bathroom. I quickly followed him. Seeing that he was about to leave, I grabbed his hand and said to him, "We have to talk."

He shook off my hand forcefully and glared at me sideways, "Are you qualified to talk to me?"

"I'm your mate, you can't do this to me," I shouted to him.

He stopped, sneered, and turned back to look at me with contempt as if what I just said was a big joke.

"Bitch deserves worse." His tone was a hundred times m