Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 270

She said coldly, "Irving Butler, your wife is pregnant!"

Irving froze, stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses.

His gaze rested on Mrs. Butler's rounded belly, a flicker of something complicated passing through his eyes.

"If you knew you were pregnant, you should be home, taking care of yourself," he said flatly.

Mrs. Butler shot him a look, her voice sharp. "If I'd stayed home, would you just have carried on your little affair with that tramp in your office?"

She stared hard at Irving's neck-there was a lipstick smudge there, a garish shade of red that had been all the rage lately. She needed to find out whose lips had left that mark.

Her eyes swept over everyone in the room.

Finally, her gaze settled on Irving's secretary, her expression darkening, a flash of fury in her eyes.

Supporting her aching back, she stormed toward the secretary. "It was you!" The secretary, caught off guard, stood frozen in terror, eyes wide. "It wasn't me, I

"Shut up!" Irving barked, his tone icy.

at Irving,

voice rose, shrill and unhinged. "Well? What are you trying to say? Who was it? Speak

his wife a glance. If it weren't for her pregnancy, he'd have divorced her long ago-she was old and broken down,

if

chaos, piped up, "Hey, where's Nelly? Has anyone seen Nelly?" She made sure to sound innocent, but her real motive was clear: under no circumstances

Nelly?

narrowed, a glint of realization flickering

at the office lately, always about "work," supposedly a designer. Even when Mrs. Butler had answered, that woman had been all warmth and cheer, calling her

anything at the

But now...

"Nelly. Where is Nelly?"

darted

that moment, Nelly, seeing everyone's attention fixed

"Slut!"

grabbing a fistful of Nelly's

to the floor. "Let go

Seducing my husband and still have the nerve

fight back, but Mrs. Butler, despite her age and pregnancy, was heavy and furious-pinning her like a boulder