All Chapters of My Ex-Husband's Greatest Regret: Chapter 71

The master suite of the Blackwood estate looked like the backstage of a chaotic Parisian runway, buried beneath piles of garment bags, linings, and ribbons.Tracy stood before the mirror, turning her hips side to side as two terrified seamstresses knelt at her feet, pinning the hem of a gown. It was a confection cut low across the bosom with a train that swept across the hardwood like a peacock's tail. A set of emeralds—plundered straight from the Blackwood vault in the basement—hung around her neck, each stone cold against her collarbones."Pull the waist tighter," Tracy snapped, slapping the younger seamstress's hand away with a nail. "I am supposed to look regally pregnant, not bloated like a common farm girl.""Miss Vance, if I take it in another inch, the boning might snap against your ribs," the woman stammered, trembling under Tracy's glare."Did I ask for your medical opinion, you useless rat?" Tracy hissed, her eyes narrowing into slits. "Pin it. And charge the remaining bala