A wild cat lying dormant through pregnancy

Lu Qingyi was eight months pregnant. Her husband was away all year round, and the house held nothing but her, her two-year-old son, and a silence that filled every room. Today her husband's younger brother, Shen Mushen, was supposed to come help. She was already worn thin—swollen ankles, endless waves of Braxton-Hicks, and all the things she was forbidden to do. The moment the lock turned, she didn't expect what came through the door. Not help, but a carefully wrapped transgression. And this man seemed to know better than she did herself that somewhere deep inside her, the wild cat that had been tamed for far too long was still alive, still stirring in the dark.